Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Half of a Piece of Paper

Half of a piece of paper
to save for myself.
For no one has asked me for it,
for no one needs me.
In this perfect circle,
a reflection of our perfect world,
I do not fit in.
I make the circle crooked. I change
the circle.
I take on the different,
the role of the leper among the perfect Athenians.
I hold a piece of paper,
half a piece of paper.
This is just a simple tool to show how
the world is so imperfect.

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