if you could put yourself in words,
could you read yourself aloud?
stand up straight, gesticulate
shake the crowd
and make them take
each syllable, so self-controlled
your meter, measured for effect
as words hit home, their meaning held
a pause
until released, into each listening brain
a spell -
a flower whose bloom would unfold like a bomb
and toll like a bell?
or would you
- with false aplomb -
hold forth with bombast,
whispers, with more show
than tell
explaining with your eyes, your voice,
your posture, how everyone should feel
about hearing your words?
and when you end,
run out
of the worst thing you could think to say
they all congratulate you on how brave
you are, and how powerful
it was
"Really?" you ask
because you are really not sure!
"Would you like one more?"
1 comment:
Oh, to only know oneself so well, to be so self assured, so confident, to be able to ask, "Would you like one more?"
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