Sorry's Face - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i look closely at
what Sorry could be
its face:

eyeballs towards
the sky
chin stooping to
the earth
ears thinning
every tooth
arms on the side
as hands
conceal the fingers
in the warm
pockets of the

the feet kneeling
begging toes

and then the heart
stops beating like the drums
of the wild hunters
in Africa

then their is
this quiet

sunset in a transition
darkness is sprinkled with
bright stars

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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