Thursday, April 25, 2013

The Trickster




With deliberation and precision I’ve placed each piece upon my upturned palm.
Mind you, this is no ‘house of cards.’ No, no my friends, this is a carefully engineered edifice which is safe, secure, solid & sound. As I stand there with my hand held out, at arms length, and admire my revivification, I fail to notice his presence. With a single, smooth upward move, he smacks the bottom of my hand.
Again the trickster has upended my carefully crafted work. “Oh yeah? Oh yeah... Well, just look up the word ‘resilient’!” I finally manage to shout out to him, even though I know he’s long gone.










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