Poem #10,242

(Found here)

I pretended I was a librarian
and listed my flaws alphabetically.

I pretended I was a physician
and prescribed a healthy diet.

I pretended I was a thief
and stole my prize possession.

I pretended I was a vineyard
and pruned my dead branches.

I pretended I was an old house
and replaced the rotting roof.

I pretended I was the universe
and expanded into infinite space.

I pretended I was an angel
and looked down with awe

on the fullness of what is,
the infinitesimal speck that I am.

~Richard Jones