Opitulation Poem by zmz gbzn
Opitulation
Two eyes, afloat
Sloshing about on a bus
Buoyant on the tide of
Watery ooze -that is to say,
Humanity -and hard, angular minerals-
More or less concretely,
The traffic.
Perception arrives
A giddy trampolinist
Out of breath, bounced and bent
Into shapes and colours
By the message from
The stars.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: space
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
primordial ooze and a bad pun
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