Saturday, December 8, 2012

Cheshire By Kay Ryan

It's not the cat
it's the smile that
lasts, toothy
and ruthless.
It's facts like this
we like to resist-
how our parts
may lack allegiance
to the whole;
how the bonds
may be more casual
than we know; how
much of us
might vanish
and how well
some separate separate part
might manage.

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