In the chest is caged bat <br />who seeks escape <br />through the mouth. <br /> <br />He flaps his wings <br />& the molars shiver. <br /> <br />He flaps his wings <br />& the thyroid bulges <br />like a snake <br />that has swallowed <br />a mouse. <br /> <br />He flaps his wings <br />uttering shrill cries <br />heard only by the ears <br />of the teeth. <br /> <br />He wants to soar <br />into the great world. <br />He is blind <br />as a bat. <br /> <br />You must convince him <br />that the chest <br />is a cradle <br />& a room <br />with a view. <br /> <br />Past the tonsils <br />lies terror. <br /> <br />Past the teeth <br />lies death. <br />Past the lips <br />lie lies, <br /> <br />lies, lies.<br /><br />Erica Jong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tachycardia-2/
