Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Other


Daniel Barkley

The Other


“mirrors are
filling with smiles”
—Sylvia Plath
Kindness

The other glides—
Around the house
Otherness can be
So refreshing

Otherwise—
I’d be stuck with
Just myself to
Blow smoke rings

In other words—
Words are windows
Mirrors for others
To see themselves

It’s not really a—
Cure for anything
Other than getting
Bored with oneself

Otherness is—
A necessary thing
Like smoking jewels
And coincidences

Here they come—
Arrows of mercy
The blood jet is poetry
Boss Cupid the Archer

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