Perspective Poem by Justin Phillips
Perspective
I.
When you stand on your hands
and turn the picture
wrong side right,
it looks as if
you hold the world
at your fingertips.
II.
You can see the glass half empty,
if you like,
but why stop there?
Pour it out on your lap.
Then it's completely empty
and you have a mess on your pants.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
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