I watched a brunette beauty
sing to caged tigers
watching-
how the light seeped into their eyes.
...
Who is the reflective man-
stepping short - out of painted
glass
trying to hold a hammer to a mirror
...
7: 00 AM and still-
caught up in Elliot
trapped, along the
wood stained floor-
...
Born in Massachusetts and still sitting there.)
The Zoo
I watched a brunette beauty
sing to caged tigers
watching-
how the light seeped into their eyes.
It broke all boundaries, of
time, of space,
of me, and of you.
Her voice was something of
fiction, caught in-between
the real life actions of day
and the science of which
we sleep.
Her voice was more land
than the tigers ever needed-
and I never again saw
how bright eyes would flicker
in the afternoon light.