Poem #205 of 365

look at you and your half-hearted leg!

you have not even the excuse
of a maimed combat vet

nor the reason of
an arthritic pet

or the result of
a crippling collision.

no, you limp,
you stagger,
you buckle
and turn lame,

every time
you're asked
for the truth.

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez