Behind the Curtain
Half empty, dreaming of full
Warmed up but missing the cool
Of deep bottomless holes
With dark oceanic thoughts of being whole
Detached, grey mountain wolf
Heeding only criminal luminaries
Opinionated, lazy
Looking through the glass
Not around it
Of one too many paths
On one not many pass
Bending not ending like waving branches wrestling breeze
In no particular order
“Sigh, this is too much”
That is I!
Inspired by Bessie Head’s Self Portrait
The Lost Scrolls 