Spring 1999 • Vol. XXI No. 2 Poetry |

The Bowl

The world as a goldfish bowl remains The lesson we must learn unerringly He said before we understand the ways The lens of searing unrelenting Regard will be held up against Our every breath & make Ridiculous every pretense Of defense & rumor is the true pornography Of a life  the love of the voyeurFor what he himself can never Bring himself or come to Or herself as it goes around Quite democratically this disease Which is a hatred for one's instincts For the world & its quite erring flesh (Its weary flesh) each touch Reduced by the watcher's gaze Into some petrified gesture Of panic The way the water itself swirls As the child reaches within & lifts the twisting golden body From the stilled globe of its own Clarified eye

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