Beetle Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Beetle



Beetle
Red
Big
Crunching
Face upwards
Looking
Looking up
The waters rise
As
Vapors
In
The
Night
In
The yard
The windows
Glow
With
Ghost-light:
And
Supper of
Sweet smells of surfeiting.

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