Friday, January 22, 2016

Lost Tower Anthology














The Over Man

I envy his clean
blue eyes. I come
from the South of the world,
the slothful place. My muddy
eyes say "gypsy."
.
He lives in the country
and wears his shirts
with long sleeves buttoned
around his wrists. One can
never criticize his neatness.
.
He has a natural wave of hair
over his high forehead which signals
care, seriousness, importance, the
treatment given to those who never
suffer insults.
.
I can rarely focus
into eyes so pure. I only
catch a glimpse of
flashes from the wings of angels.

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