It's Kabuki TheaterA Poem by Davidgeo.Minds of a samurai theater Mr, Ms intangible; and a sweaty essence focused Deeply. Then skinned and eviscerated In song with great skill, maybe danced Artfully perhaps even dangerously; always focused Sharply Katana natana, blade's truly sharpened Stinging the very air; the very high pitched of soundings Glaring bright pure rabbit white As then the blade is turned Focusing on ceremony, the meat of a samurai theater Astounding and beautiful, finely slices apart The faces of entirety, individually Filleted but never eaten Portrayed with great skill Whole into small parts Instinct released again and the other Found then put together Recombined from small pieces Whole out of small parts In the minds on their way home If that whole's not quite the same Then that's good Kubuki theater You should do that again © 2016 DavidgeoAuthor's NoteReviews
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