Thursday, April 3, 2008

Why the World is Round

Truth is chasing Beauty,
Beauty shops at Sak’s;
trying on veracities,
thumbing through the racks.

Art is chasing Anger,
Anger drinks alone;
calls up Art for insight
from the bar but no one’s home.

Justice looks for Power,
pounding at the door;
Power’s on the courthouse steps,
shaking down the poor.

Passion chases Reason,
Reason’s chasing me;
I’m after a kitten
something chased into this tree.

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