people
isn't that how it went? do you think
the song meant as much
the 500th time it was sung?
doubt it.
just as the hunch i have
is melted in the wave
of the heat of your hand
and the beard of your man
i deflate
at the first hint of humility
how can i paint again
knowing that he
is taken seriously
and i'm like the old ladies
at the league
content in their tubes'
brilliance.
(c) jim hill (2-23-10)
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