To hazard oneself
To sit here,
In this Thai Restaurant
Watching the beautiful girls
Waiting for take-out
I pull out my computer
and I write.
Maybe about their beauty
we always think that this place
might really be a front
for trafficking in human beauty
Or maybe about independence
about group versus alone
about trust versus suspicion
Or maybe about steadiness
about rhythm versus random
It is all the hazard
of setting it down
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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I just love 'about rhythm versus random'! This is a fabulous poem. A wonderful small slice-of-life that never stays entirely on the surface - the kind of thing you do so well!
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