Black Sheep

IN A GROUP OF EVEN NUMBERS,

I'M THE ONLY

ONE WHO SPROUTS IN THE GARDEN OF FRUITS

AS A CARROT

GIVEN TO THE MAN THAT SEES EVERYTHING,

EXCEPT THAT OF THE MOTION HE MAKES

TO DENY THAT OF WHICH HE ASKED,

THEREFORE HE CREATED

THE FIREBALL IN THE MIDST OF PLANETS AND STARDUST

AS THEY GAZE DOWN UPON A SPOT OF WHITE IN A FIELD OF GREEN

GRASS, CLIPPED BY THE TEETH OF THE BARN RESIDENTS,

NONE OF WHOM SHARE THE DOMINANT APPEARANCE

OF THE RECESSIVE GENE THAT BLOSSOMS INTO AN ANEMONE,

IN A FIELD OF YELLOW CARNATIONS,

WHICH SOON ARE CRUSHED BENEATH A STROLLING BLACK SHEEP.