Poem of the Week 5/16/2017
Janet Kolstein
Can a Secret Keep A Secret
when it feeds on your blood
like a fat tick
that won’t let go?
When it flies under the radar
on a lost track,
Mephisto jams with The Friar
on Juliet’s baby grand.
It’s an old manuscript
pulled from a prison,
hard candy from a cloud,
a vagabond in the underworld.
If you sledgehammered your secret
at a county fair,
how high would it rise on the meter?
Or is its import a Fata Morgana
in the marshland of your mind?
Sometimes, that door knocker
drops to your gut like a whetstone.
The secret is the reason you still have a job,
your spouse,
the love of your fans,
why all the joys in life
have learned to play
professional chess,
and a prophet
conquers people
with a smile.
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