Thursday, August 27, 2009

Drawing the line

I almost bought a copper kimono once,
to hang upon my wall.
Found it in a gallery,
went back to visit several times,
didn't think I could live without it
until I got up close and saw
the tiny streaks of red
splattered down the front, like blood --
nothing serious: more a lost tooth,
or a flesh wound,
than a saber to the heart --
but still, it stopped me.
I put my money back in my pocket.
I never minded art about mortality,
but apparently I draw the line
at suggestions of violence.

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