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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The self - a poem
Posted by T.R. Robbins on Tue, Mar 3, 2009 at 10:56 PM
Branches break.
Makes me wonder why they spend
so much time reaching as far
away from their roots as they can.
Do they hate the moist warmth
of the womb?
No. They reach for sex though
they grow never to feel penetration.
Not true. Gender discrimination
is what their unions would fight
against. The dioeicious species
anyway.
How lucky you must be to exist
as a female bush - thousands
of penetrations - pollens thrusting
deep into styles.
The monoeicious bush has it all.
It can penetrate itself with meaning.
So the dioeicious unions have their work
cut out for them
to give reasons for their initial hate and
life long struggle to reach through time
and inevitably savor the break.
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