Another Night
Posted: March 18th, 2009, 7:01 pm
it was one of those nights
when the wolves surround you
they howl like the hearts
of mothers for lost lambs
a night when a fearless poet
inserts confident brushstrokes
a comma here, a period there
with a bullwhip in his mind
a night when his confident
surgeon hand paints
a bold self portrait, when his
avantgarde is left totally unguarded
one of those nights
when a writer holds his critic's face
in his hands, eyeball to eyeball
whispers, what do you know of me ?
when the wolves surround you
they howl like the hearts
of mothers for lost lambs
a night when a fearless poet
inserts confident brushstrokes
a comma here, a period there
with a bullwhip in his mind
a night when his confident
surgeon hand paints
a bold self portrait, when his
avantgarde is left totally unguarded
one of those nights
when a writer holds his critic's face
in his hands, eyeball to eyeball
whispers, what do you know of me ?