Pebble
to shout from its minor perch,
to sing with the blaze of
an asteroid leaving outer space,
it craves to be heard
and laments the exile
of its admixture.
it scolds the quirk of its own honest substance
with a gall so derided
it is obsolete in the cities of gravel.
it has so much to say.
every fleck on tegument
could be a crease sporting lips.
but who will notice
such a cloistered hideaway,
where a nova masquerades as a glint?
=======================================
10/20 .. changed a word
10/14/24 mods
10/13/24 ... mods to make this mod sound more about the danger of honesty
No comments:
Post a Comment