A Hack without a Taxi

 

There’re just some things that don’t seem right
to be a bird afraid of heights,
To write the lyrics but never sing
or be a phone that doesn’t ring,
To take your shoes out for a walk
give them tongues that never talk,
To build a boat that hates the sea
to love the flowers but hate the bees
To paint the sky but fear the blue
and chase a dream you never knew,
To light a lamp and close your eyes—
some truths wear smiles, some wear lies.

To own a clock that hates to tick,
or teach a dog no fetching trick,
To bake a pie and never taste,
or build your life with cut and paste
To tune a harp with broken strings,
then trade it for much lesser things
To build a door that will not close
and plant a rose that never grows.
I place words here, then take some back
I ain’t no poet – just a hack.