Senin, 06 Juni 2011

father's eye

















I crave a second look
one blink of approval

long to be the apple of yours
or even just a worm in it

lucky book in your hands
the pawn on your chessboard.

If I were a lone cattail at the pond
then maybe I would catch a wink.

They call it the evil eye, but yours
is not so evil, as indifferent.



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