Rhinoceros

A point in time.

       At first I touched you with hands as gentle as bee's breath,

but your rough  hide caused callouses to form on my soft palms,

forcing me to make my point with my finger nail,

jabbing and poking at your thick skin.

You did not flinch,

but stayed pressed against the sheetrock,

looking right through me

with a dim prehistoric eye,

seemingly too small for a body so huge.

.

Your fringed ears were swiveled towards the exit.

Right then I knew how to disembowel you,

(slip my fingers just here, between these two leathery plates,)

but I did not want the blood on may hands.

We stayed this way for what seemed

an eternity,

until with a snort of stale breath,

you bolted,

straight for the door (trampling my foot in the process.)

After your sweat had evaporated from the room,

I began to polish (with  a cloth and small circular movements),

the wood floor where you and I had stood for so long,

removing the varnish until the planks gleamed.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Interesting concept... with this write... the title defines... the person is turning into... and the lines to this verse expresses to the reader...

[Dayran]

Everybody with poor eyesight should have a good sized body to make up for it. But while this may not be beauty and the beast it makes up for it with a profound statement about a one view of things supported by a massive will. Life is so much more interesting in pairs.

A curious meander in the poem that makes the reader wary if there's predatory wildlife in these tall grasses. A wonderful statement and welcome to WC.

[Frieda P]

Wow, this is bat shyte crazy good, wasn't sure where you were going with that title but I enjoyed this one immensely, and I think I knew that rhinoceros too, good one!

[Britannia]

Thanks Frieda, there are a lot of those rhinos around these days!

[Frieda P]

So it seems, and my pleasure Britannia. :-)