Showing posts with label bird in the bush. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bird in the bush. Show all posts

Saturday, September 19, 2015

A Rabbit in the Hands


Take this
I relinquish my contents
to you
Trust what's inside
these cupped hands
touching Venus
where it is read
the light rapes.

A rabbit in the hand 
is worth more than a litter in a hat.


Image By anilkuzhikala (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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