Sunday, July 08, 2012

two

Blood pulses
in my ears,
a muted clock ticks…

 ***
Gargling, I see
the face of an owl
in the ceiling.

2 comments:

Mary said...

Picturing the face of the owl in the ceiling! Interesting to observe while gargling.

(Visiting from Poetry Pantry)

Richard Cody said...

A knotty pine ceiling! Or was it redwood?