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narcissism [at a glance]
by Charlie Morgan
west texas winds lasso my ankles,
binding me to the city sidewalks.
bent forward i grab the breath
of each gust, until i hear, 'uncle!'
one more block, then i'm somebody;
now, just a man on the street.
picking-up my self worth as i walk,
i arrive at my office, full of me.
ahhh, this is how it should be!
me above, mortals below. righteous.
02/05/2008 Posted on 02/05/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 02/05/08 at 05:26 PM Great take on narcissism, Chaz! The first two stanzas lay the groundwork wonderfully. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/06/08 at 09:36 PM I had to come back to this one. Nothing quite like a good chuckle at oneself, although I don't see anything wrong with a good helping of self confidence. I love the lasso on your ankles, the wrestling with the wind. Every line delights! |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 02/07/08 at 01:14 AM I also like the "winds lasso my ankles" line a vivid picture. |
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