Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Poetic license to rationalize

Self justification
By Francis Scudellari

Hands and minds left idle,
They say, do both devil's
Work and play … read mischief

What if for false idols,
Ask I, we busy these
Fleshy, grabby pink mitts …

Or to corrupt ideals,
What then? Now, fingered, I
Pick up pen, draw strange shapes …

Shadow, light, mere idylls
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