Thursday, June 8, 2017

Bill Knott's Magic Carpet

Willing to pull this rug out
Under my own feet, daily,
I am on the horizon
Like a line with a figure
Hunkered down in the middle,
Silhouettes against the light.
You wouldn't see me even

If you could, my glass of port
In one hand, a creditor's
Subpoena in another,
My long view from higher than
Any sensible person
Obtains because what person
Would haul out a rug to fly?

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