Saturday, September 26, 2015

Poetry 33 - Granted Abilities

I did well
pretending to be a better version of me;
an MP3, sold with more exclusivity.

I am a cup of water,
posing as the sea.
To desert hikers -
there is no difference.

A picture book to the illiterate,
cryptic meaning -
empathy and eyes, the only tools to read it.
Sorry, Hellen Keller.

Granted abilities:
Eyes.
Empathy.
Gates to the same city,
separate cemeteries.

I did well jumping the fences I could not see.
It's like spotting symbolism the author didn't mean.