Split Down the Middle






I’m a poet to the lawyers

And a lawyer to the poets

Severed serrated soul

My genius is too whole


A gay to the straights

And a straight to the gays

Entertaining all urges

I am subject to all purges


I add the lilt of art to logic

And the steel of reason to art

To make a science that sings

And an art of savage stings


A rock and roller to the staid

Starched and suited to the rowdy

My fickle emotive spring

Spans the spectrum to each wing


I was named for Saul’s heir

My last name means free of God

Imbued with chosen rays

I swear to singe the common haze


David Gottfried, Copyright, 1995


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