A Mean One

We landed up on a rising,
no more than fifty feet
from the balcony,
when a galloping rhinoceros
snarled at us,
mad about the redirectioning.

Oh, was he a mean one.

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children. View all posts by Aidan Badinger