Horse Head

An experimental self portrait series and poem - shot yesterday, written today.

HORSE HEAD

I’ve the head of a horse

Long, hard, strong

My mouth is formidable

My ears always alert

Tongue too large to keep tied

Horse head

I’ve horses running in my brain

They gallop and prance when I try to sleep

Their tails swat at tickles from flies that aren’t really there

Their intangibility does not muffle the trotting

Four hard hooves, one giant rib cage, two glass eyes

Two big, black, orbs on each side of my

Horse head