Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Weight

he asked me once
how is it you can
carry all this -
this weight
upon your back

figuratively,
or as metaphor-
neither matters

what he sees
is smoke and mirrors,
I fool so many

my heart today gray
with restriction

grace and ease-
peace of mind
elusive as the wisp
of song on someone's
radio, blocks away

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous5:56 PM

    I am good at narc-ing on magicians. :)

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