STARE

I stared at a stick
for too long
suddenly it

snaked away
became rod
and staff
became a scepter

became a stick to help
me hobble away
from the damage that
words like these
are always creating

for those who need
tapestry, mosaic, pattern,
mandala

not ripped
from the wall

kicked
in the face

however much it happen
with ancient style, and grace.

Published by Damian Garside