Saturday, October 16, 2010

Magpie Tales 36

Light is Reversible and I Wear It—

inside out
snug about me
a compression bandage
that heals the anxious pricking;
nervous needles of daylight—

people I don’t even know
that pass me
that press me
that push me to the brink.

Day is my hell—
my holy hell.
I am safest with it
under my surveillance
at a distance.

©2010 Michael A. Wells

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