Wednesday, August 12, 2009

lies

let me hide in poetry
in shifting prose and lilting rhyme
to say in metaphor
a meaning
of endless interpretation
to others
then to say quite plainly
(what i am afraid to be understood)

my poetry is a great pretend
a stage of make up and props
all beauty and delicacy
with a very plain truth
hiding in the wings
(i am too ugly to tell)

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