We are the Dog with Two Lost Eyes
Where necklaces are burning tires
Strung to a Village End.
We are the Dog with Two Lost Eyes
A Crumpled Bicycle, shoeless feet,
The old man's head split like a coconut,
Offering to the street gods,
Clumped and bloodied.
Pan the temple elephant
From a Three-wheeler speeding by
Morning light shines through the animal's bath
Blessing the temple,
Say a prayer for us all.
An explosion of pain
births spirit wrapped
in blood and feces
fluids the smell
of the swamps of first life
Primordial.
Full of hope and trouble.
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Where necklaces are burning tires
Strung to a Village End.
We are the Dog with Two Lost Eyes
A Crumpled Bicycle, shoeless feet,
The old man's head split like a coconut,
Offering to the street gods,
Clumped and bloodied.
Pan the temple elephant
From a Three-wheeler speeding by
Morning light shines through the animal's bath
Blessing the temple,
Say a prayer for us all.
An explosion of pain
births spirit wrapped
in blood and feces
fluids the smell
of the swamps of first life
Primordial.
Full of hope and trouble.
-
By Emilie Parry, 2003
*necklacing: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Necklacing
**When my nephew Aaron was 4 years old, he described an old blind dog he saw as "the dog with two lost eyes."
