09-24-2016, 08:34 PM
Poetic Justice
How many works have you written
that ended in fire? You think catastrophe
is free of my past -- and yes,
there is only after the fact.
But first drafts
are unbecoming of a laureate,
and only a fool
looks at the edge of a knife
and sees sides. Steel
glitters in light, ink
spits out only darkness --
perhaps your reason
is too fragile. Then yes,
the edges of the page
are sharp enough,
and it is time to publish.
How many works have you written
that ended in fire? You think catastrophe
is free of my past -- and yes,
there is only after the fact.
But first drafts
are unbecoming of a laureate,
and only a fool
looks at the edge of a knife
and sees sides. Steel
glitters in light, ink
spits out only darkness --
perhaps your reason
is too fragile. Then yes,
the edges of the page
are sharp enough,
and it is time to publish.