What We Carry Poem by Brian Rihlmann
What We Carry
If we saw what people carry,
the towering piles
they've built up
over the years,
how steep the slopes,
how feeble the fortifications,
the rickety framework
that keeps them from sliding,
and how they quiver
at the slightest provocation,
we would tiptoe
through our own houses,
rather than stomping
and slamming doors.
And bow to one another
on city sidewalks
before brushing past.
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