I Just Barely Escape The Stealth Tiger's Sharp Claws By Wedging Myself Right Behind My Aching Jaws 2 Of 2 Poem by Frank Yue

A SURREAL ANATOMICAL ODYSSEY: ...2 of 2
- by Frank C Yue

(Sequel to:
"Climbing ACHILLES HEELS there's one thing on MY MIND -" 1 of 2)



I just barely escape the stealth tiger's sharp claws

By wedging myself right behind my ACHING JAWS.

With one clean stroke of my razor-shape SHOULD BLADE

I cut from the jungle the towering TRUNK away:



To build floating crimson VESSELS OF THE BLOOD

To cross the many seething rivers of flood!

I seek high, I seek low, beyond the FOOT'S ARCH, behold -

Above the HIGH BROW's ridge, below the NOSE'S BRIDGE.



Alas! Both the bright ALL-SEEING EYES OF MY FOOT

Are often blind-folded by my very own boot.

Many nights, I spend in THE CHAMBERS OF THE HEART -

They are not gold! -meditating before the next start.



Trekking up the deep, steep luxuriant valley,

I edge round the angry, roaring FIRE IN THE BELLY.

A careful search of THE TWIN TEMPLES OF THE HEAD

Yields virtually nothing except TINGLING CHEEKS IN HAND.



All that matters in this life transient is not wealth,

But truth, faith, hope, love, duty, gratefulness and health.

Unlike worldly pursuits, figments of THE MIND,

"Ask, and you will receive, seek, and you will find."


(2013.10.21)

(- The End)