Ebi Robert

(6 feb 1990 / Yenagoa(Niger Delta))

MY UNICORN


He harvested lines in the cloud
When the wind broke aloud.
The map fishing for headwaters
in Bryce Canyon secret oil cried.
In the mountain chased by snows.
In the niche of a dandelion.
Red-eyed vireo, white-eyed pack.
Trained thriller packing floating bog-park.
Black-eyed vireo, logging tundra chips.
Out of coral reefs, my Unicorn dresses the wind.
Weather-wealth.
wealth wax with sult- laden vine
filtered by pure trite terrace.
Hazelnut for vintner tablets i know.
I know serene sensitization and
white hair of Vintner glass gold.
But my mien for sacrifice and wig for
my white through me, smirk water heads.

Submitted: Monday, May 10, 2010
Edited: Monday, May 14, 2012

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