Tuesday, July 03, 2012

The Cape

The wind is my little cape,
all smoke-ring theatrical. 
The cape is my wing, 
steering me onto 4th street, 
into weekends and kiosks. 
Once the clasp’s fastened, 
it’s a small leap to the catwalk, 
the bullfight, to knighting 
sidewalks with my footfall, 
or staging Dracula’s black madness. 
Out and about in it, shop windows 
reveal my inner magician. 
My cape is not much to look at. 
Some don’t even see it. 
I wear it walking 
to my day job, and when 
moonlighting as me. 


Kathleen said...

I love it. Esp. "moonlighting as me"!

ron hardy said...

One of my favorites. I love "...to knighting sidewalks with my footfall,...

SarahJane said...

thanks for reading

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