I really don't think
of myself as
a hero to anyone,
though I know I'm not
much of a
disappointment, either;
I'm more like a support system
that's also become
its own burden,
all of my pain and suffering
compliantly tucked
and arched into architecture
that's fishy and obscure.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I'm a fortuitous sign
but also those perilous
and unfeeling
forces it signifies,
a mixture of practical
faith and
blind science,
not a quick fix, necessarily—
but a necessarily-
temporary solution
to some
long-term patently
unsolvable problem.
