Tuesday, June 28, 2016

HANDY

After a rush, 
a little initial 
blush 

of enthusiasm, 
this dream—
like so many 

of your other 
ideas—
sucks 

itself 
inside out
and becomes the color

and the vague 
shape of everything
it's not.

You've got no choice but to
lock this one up in a drawer
with those others,

you tell 
yourself;
this map

which calls 
such attention  
to its own utility 

and to the
fact of its 
having been manufactured.

The harder 
you stare,
the more it looks

like the sort of 
manicured and 
captioned thing kids draw 

after they realize 
they ought 
to show someone.

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