Black Rhino

Black Rhino

Slow-moving constellation,
The zodiac beneath your feet.
Early dreamt-of, remembered too late.
Come crashing through the undergrowth
To eat the leaves as has always, always been,
Until, proud wearer of your doom
Of dagger horn and fever horn,
Man make a final dust of you.
Your fall sends up an empty breeze
Into an emptied heaven.

John Usher

Published in: on February 18, 2011 at 10:32 pm  Leave a Comment