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.