Justitia caught in a bind
Lady, are you wearing
L’Air du Temps?
Will you cover the breast
of discord to pay for a peek
from under your blindfold?
The sword is heavier than you thought
when you first took on the job.
Then, the scales almost balanced;
you held them in one hand.
Now you need two.
Published in 2005 in Cadenza, Offshoots VIII and Ex Tempore.