Bridges

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Image by Lauren Nagy

By Lauren Nagy, Literary Editor

Two towers lie on either side,

And most will only get one.

The middlers just slip off the cliff

For none will half-accept them.

 

The deep ravine, a break between,

A fault of desperation,

Awaits the plunge of tender tongues

Misplaced in conversation.

 

Well, what we need, I do decree,

Is some kind of foundation,

The stuff obtained, I do ordain,

From both sides’ supplication.

 

The sturdy wood, intentions good,

Will bridge the gap between us,

And neutered gladiators can

Say nothing to demean us,

For bridges built by heart and hand

Can only reconvene us.