Relativity Poem by Lazarus Knix

Relativity



When in a pensive mood, no work at all to do-
I see the rabbit's olive pit eyeballs
And waving white ear stalks -
Fur like looking into a forest during Autumn,
Frayed with many shades of marred crimson-
Beneath his flat feet,
Lies long lashes of bent jade grass,
Glazed with rainwater.

When I'm hungry, I see dinner.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn
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