Suspended Poem by Tony Adah

Suspended



The cock crowed once
And twice I hung up
Below a tree
My hands not
On any bough
My legs
Not on the ground
My heart thumped
Like the muscle
Of a slaughtered cow.

I am waiting
For a piece of good news
Either now to come
Or later to vanish
And I am waiting
Like a hen
For its knees
To bear in front
Of its legs.

Sunday, October 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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