| Model Man He is malleable in his discontent. Fluid as a dancer, He changes step in time With the rhythm of social wind. Alcohol as solvent, He is metamorphosing to cover pain. His mind is a silent storm, And his spirit is ever Frolicking clay. Beer, forgotten And spilling out on the floor, Remains from his attempt to liquefy shape. Unhappy with his last form, He sprawls useless on the floor, Waiting for a brilliant sculptor To mold him into art.© 1997 wendi loomis "Reflection in Fragments" |