moly

white flower
on a black root
as beautiful
as black grapes
on an ivory plate
elegant and refined


described
to push itself to life
in the obliging dark
of the accomadating mind


myth, a word seed
raises it from earth
without leaves
without need
of sunlight
pressed between dry pages
engraved in stone


uprooted
medusa haired
clutched and torn up
by a messenger with ruffled wings
trapped in grasping fingers
black root silent
odyssey of the mind
turning pigs to men again


08/06

11/06