Friday, April 15, 2016

performance and pose

performance and pose . . . giving way, finally,
to a performance that there is no pose,
and a pose that there is no performance,

giving way, finally,
to what a body knows all along,


that the performance and pose
never was of need at all,

but merely a reflection in poor glass
in a rich frame, or rich glass in a poor one,

alas, poor me,

pour me, O Life, pour me . . .

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