Treasure Island

Lawrence Beck


Worth More Parted Out


That's my reflection, shattered into pieces by
The leaded glass, and that is how I seem to be
To those who see me every day: a piece, no
Match for others' views; a man who mimics
Mindless cheer; to some, a joker, some a fool;
To others, sour solipsist; another coddled radical;
A man who fell short of what would have seemed
His fate; a malcontent. I see myself as whole,
Of course, but wholly useless, dead and dull,
And flattered by the many things I seem in
Leaded glass.

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, July 16, 2014

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