January 5, 2012

Fight Or Flight

By Tony Brown

A mouth,
twisted to a pinhole.

Two eyes,
folded into stingy purses.

Ears
apparently unchanged,

but you can tell
they’re closed within.

Hands
rolled up and clubby.

Can’t you see what’s next?
Hear that thumping, see those feet

seeking a jumping-off place?
Get ready for fight

or flight.  To defend
or chase.  To return

to the savanna
we all recall when necessary.

 

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

This entry was posted on Thursday, January 5th, 2012 at 6:53 am and tagged with meditations, poems, poetry and posted in poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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4 responses to “Fight Or Flight”

• inthemac
  January 7th, 2012 at 7:59 am

  So now flight yourself …

  Reply
  • Tony Brown
    January 7th, 2012 at 10:29 am

    For whatever reason, I’m a fighter, not a flyer…

    Reply
• inthemac
  January 5th, 2012 at 2:56 pm

  flight !!!

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  • Tony Brown
    January 5th, 2012 at 4:58 pm

    As good a response as any. I always chose fight myself…more’s the pity.

    Reply

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