Red Green Yellow (2010-5-27)
Green Pond
GREEN POND
Caked blood
on striated muscles,
you worshipped the seeds.
The lion roars
stirs the sleeping peacocks.
Pale skin becomes red.
Green and yellow mess of a matrix :
searching for an answer,
you scramble on the bed.
Take my sin, you said –
the penile god was not with me,
capricious as he was.
Community service for a condemned man,
let me take a plunge.
not [...]
