Consider The Zebra

Paranoia is a false sense of scrutiny,
but this does not apply to the zebra.
For him, the vigilance is real.

The zebra can never truly relax;
consumed as he is
by his edible complex.

Poetry by nice curtains
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Written on 2017-01-03 at 06:17

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Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh, this s funny, clever, and oh, so true. Edible complex - brilliant. Love it.

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very clever indeed. That is why they hide on pedestrian crossings :)

edible complex oh my god that killed me haha wonderful poem I love it.

why is it a complex? i know the word in French, complexe: sometimes when you feel ashamed of something you shouldn't by instance, the complexion of your skin or the color of your hair.

a very good poem that made me think

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
It's a terrible burden to be savory.