an accounting

[wellownedbkup]

i am not courageous.

every waking hour, i spend like an accountant
pros and cons weighed like gold in scales
like gold in scales made before time itself
and i watch the balance shift back and forth with shaking hands
shaping weights of ideals.

every detail is itemized and i'm always in the deficit
the shape of me, the way of me
no more than a film of dust in the balance.
my ledger is thick with transactions
of a hint of sin tainting the goods.
the balance of the scales will tip with assessing the risk of you...

but i am not courageous.

Comments

[write-light.livejournal.com]

why is my flist putting up such awesome literary stuff tonight?? two poems (one in Icelandic) and a snippet from Toni Morrison... I love it!

[shadows-of.livejournal.com]

*tips hat* you have an awesome flist.