Wednesday, August 15, 2012


emery bored again?
my yawn
spans eternity

I stand in the glass square
a museum piece
my heart a zircon
cut from the centre of the earth's liver

cup a shell to your ear
what do you hear?

that is the sound
of my birth
echoing down the ages

from a foolish far frog hollow
when I emerged
my cry was witness
to the very first star