Kafka

about changes

You knew that reason

is an apple full of mould

on the long grass

                    and that reading

                    changes God`s word

and that form is changed

by the hour`s dead flight.

You may be locked inside

                   a stranger,

or broken in the night`s strange glass

to carry a basket of broken rules.

It is the fear

                 of being cored.

You knew that badness

                 fell from the sky,

                 it is not the nuture of a green tip

                 that pokes against the hardness of frost.  

Reviews

[Mark]

I haven't read kafka in a long long time. Love the imagery here, good work.

[Jason Howard]

this is so beautiful..absolutely gorgeous and so calming and relaxing

[Pete Langley]

I`ve never read Kafka, but he has inspired such a graphic and many-layered piece from you, I`m going to have to, Leslie. A fascinating portrait. P.

[Frieda P]

Seems we are all easily manipulated at times, I had to read this one over a few times, and each time I came away with something different to digest.

You may be locked inside
a stranger,
or broken in the night`s strange glass
and carry a basket of broken rules.

Evocative, thought provoking, read Leslie.