Metaphorically
I’m hanging on by a thread —
that one guy’s sword above your head.
Or was it hanging by a string?
I can’t remember everything.
In any case you get the gist.
You’re sitting there and I insist
on dangling up and looking down:
“Hey turn that grimace upside down!”
I think I’ve lost the metaphor.
It’s what Peter Jackson used WETA for.
I admit I’m showing off.
I hope it isn’t “wee-ta.” (cough)
/ / /
14 April 2026
Charlottesville VA
Day 14 of National Poetry Month
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