Sunday, August 29, 2010


Harshest judgments may come at the
Point of exhaustion.

Ripe celebrity,

You have been so keenly regarded,

Your heartbeat measured,
Your graying head
Held like a baby's

In their narrowed eye,

Come back, see as little of us as
We in turn see.

There is a jagged hedge of your youth in us,
And of us and in us, we are to your avail

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