When I was a child
I compared myself to geniuses
angels, false gods, monsters, heroes
real and mythological, grown-ups
and animals, and other children,
and I found myself wanting
more. Plenty more
of such beings. "Aw yeah,
what a world, to harbor
such things in't, even if
only in rumour," I thought
"Wait 'til they get a load
of me." My assessment proved
prescient. I did wait. I wait
still, though many have already
gotten "a load" (so foully
and sweetly to speak) "of me"
- pretty good effect, so far!
I got no complaints, and still
I compare myself to goddesses,
wizards, demons, ghosts,
archetypes, stereotypes,
and other wouldn't-be saints.
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