Poezja

A peacock becomes non-violent 
keeping the warheads 
in his tail. In bird hour 
who wants to blink? 
 
The chicken runs amok. 
Lying motionless was 
painful for being slaughtered. 
Subversion was more acceptable- 
 
than falling in love. The bare 
chest shows a gored scar. 
They have started a dance 
to entice a herd of pachyderms. 
 
Bleeding? No. They have 
cobbled an army of bedbugs 
to start a violent protest 
against the moon.