Sunday, May 27, 2007

POEM - Possum

Possum spread like peanut butter
across a bitumen road,
looks towards a rendered light
and with its remaining breath
is still able to envision a world
that is always dark,
where grubs are plentiful,
where trees are always lush and air warm.
where humans are left smeared
in the street with no one
to witness life skittering away
on prehensile feet,
scratching on pavement
avoiding bright light.

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