Gathering of Children

(Note- there's a picture that inspired this writing, unfortunately I cannot find it.)

Head of triangled eyes,
wide open like the sky
Stars staring down at me - 
geometrical gathering
Smile as if to know
where the pointed arrow goes
Striped like a candy cane,
lit by a hand of flames

Snout like a baseball bat,
stuck out long and flat
Just there to see the sight,
just hanging out at night
Eyes grope the swollen face,
feeling strangely out of place
Walking with sandpaper soles,
too afraid to venture home.

Just the second in command,
upward eyes and spotted hands
Blind and loyalty's intact,
philosophies are based on fact
Keeping watch on the distance,
feeding off a nervous penchant
Breath in the chilling air
disappears away with care

MM 1997