Break of Day
for Dickson Wasake

happy if she alights on me
if she dawns on me
let her alight upon him
afraid as if she were a bumble bee
brushing, frantic

as if this dawn were full of bees
full of these and bees bight

all right if I were up to my neck
in these, in bees
big joke to laugh at
once he's behind glass

looking out upon the sun
coming up rather than outside
up to his neck in honey


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
8:42 p.m. 28/07/07