Elephant in the room

I have played the game
And learned to look
Through your narrow angle lens
Never noticing

I have tried to sketch around a shadow
And from those half formed drawings
I concreted my soul into a shape
That contorted
And chaffed

And all along I tried not to look
At this elephant
In the middle of the room
Tasseled and castled
Ready for the spice filled forests
Where it will trumpet in the face
Of tigers

And though I am scared
By the size of this unknown beast
And the places it could take me-
Bring me a ladder
Or lend me a friendly trunk
And lets go.


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