It Might Look Like

It might look like

Another mess
because the lines

Won’t
end here,

Or there

Remember you
Don’t
Judge
The book, the cover
By
Appearance only

Seems to be

What is
isn’t, then
robs you of time
and

Suddenly

It’s another fine
poem, lines

Woven almost

Tangled you’ve

Gotten me
into, again
As we do the dance
Over place

Grace

And position, our
Singing
Signing power in space

©Dean Baker

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