Don’t answer the
door
it’s that
rhinoceros,
the one you shooed from your
dream last
night.
But now it’s
day and here you
are, thickly skinned, sloe-
eyed, wrinkled grey beauty, your
nose a triumphant
horn that makes a
point
of existence and a fighting
chance, though a heavy
lift, and sometimes
extinction
doesn’t sound that
bad.
For Jilly’s enjambment jam
qbit 
Great use of enjambment! And the end words are so strong – fighting, heavy, extinction – it’s tough to juggle the enjambed line with the right end words. This poem has a groggy, left-over dream quality that leaves me off balance – perfect!
(Now, let’s talk about that sonnet… lol!)
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LOL! Thanks!
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I admire the word placement and use of enjambment.
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Thank you. And appreciate you veering off the Sonnet path for a moment!
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This is well-done, sir! Humorous, yet unsettling. Like the wavering reality of awaking-but-not-yet.
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Damn rhinos!
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“humorous, yet unsettling” YES! Well done, qbit!
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Your imagination never lets us – not even in dreams where between it and the waking state, there is only the existential question. In short, I loved the imagination and fun you evoked here to which you added a provocative ending
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Thank you!
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The enjambment concept of amazing. And what you have written here is phenomenally brilliant. 🙂
And speaking of Nose job. Watch this music video.
The Crystal Method – “Name of the Game” [Official Video]
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Not sure I could love this more, Sir. So good.
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Thank you ever so much!
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