Thursday, December 27, 2012
Directions
All the docs&meds&exercise&herbs&
minerals&positive-thoughts. My o
amenable you! But a Black Swan glides
anyway. Ordinarily, comes&you go. Though,
hold it in the corner of your favored eye
& tell yourself a story. Of Faith
or its opposite. You pick. Make it
genuine for once. Laugh or grow
querulous. Stutter. Whatever. Keep go-
ing: your own Thousand Nights&this next.
Maybe Swan will so very slowly slide
across your chock-a-block vision
to another part of the lake.
Awaited there for elegance.
Labels: Black Swan, doctor, faith, Fate, Health, herbs, luck, meds, potion
