#2131 - Sigiriya

 

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Sigiriya

 

the red rock looming

the dogs that think they are lions

 

the climbing

 

moats, drawbridges, rubble restored

 

breeze and shade my friends today

 

mortarless stones

someone must have climbed with them, laid them  

for some old legend

 

what hands were worn to bone?

 

the son who thinks himself a king

and kills the king to be one

slits his own throat in the end

sees it coming after the elephant hi-jinx

 

today a maverick monsoon shower

puddle blow more likely

 

monkeys are all tail

here’s a treefull

 

see the traces of devotion

iconoclast

 

monks won’t respect a topless lady

 

touts give a hand-up

 

here’s bird of a voice never heard before

and then another – that’s someone else

 

there’s a useless ladder in the rock

 

the summit recedes as the tourists approach

 

a stone is full of years