On The Dangers of Reading Too Much

i think i've read a hundred books this week
trying to fill myself with missing things
i turned the world, I flipped the pages
met some dragons, read of sages
met a sasquatch, almost winced
passed him by and found a witch
she looked so very sad, I thought
and I asked her what was wrong

'you've got magic,' I insisted
'you've got charm,' I then persisted
but her tear kept rolling down
as she looked upon the ground
and I saw her bloody hands
from the turning of the rocks
what a mess there was around
some lost courage then I found
and to heal her I so wanted
my red kerchief wet, I handed
and I wrapped her hand in mine
'he's too far away this time'
and she looked up at my eyes
put her bloody hand in mine
and i broke down and i cried:
'his love was just another lie'

and a gazillion tears rolled down
on grey skin
© 2005 Maggie Pagratis
reprinted with permission
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