Leopard Falls at Midnight

 The moon illuminated mountains and whales fighting for survival in the receding oceans. The scales fell from my eyes.

Midnight, the very last hour. Can we save those giant whales, the leopards or even the palm trees lurking on the shores of our imaginations?

Moons spin, clouds fall. We are all too caught up in the unreal world before our eyes, clouding perception.

It's midnight, wake up, people! Watch the leopard falling from the sky, floodlit by the dying moon. And try to tell me it's not too late.

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Previously published in Visual Poetry Volume 9, Chapter 11 where you can the whole chapter and see the artwork that inspired it all.