Simple
In simple moments, understanding comes
like a stray cat pawing
at the kitchen door
or a phrase of music escaping
from a passing car
to catch you
off balance, in the act,
shame-faced a moment before
you shove your hands
into your pockets and rock
on the balls of your feet,
staring at the ground
whistling a tune
to clear your head
of the one thought
that takes your breath
away with all the subtlety
of a Louisville Slugger.
©2000 L.A. Smith.
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