by Marion Shore



Like Superman with all his super powers,
Cruising at lightning speed around the Earth,
Or leaping from Metropolis’s towers,
Or soaring toward his fortress in the north,
His mighty prowess never falling victim
To any weapon save for (strangely enough)
A fragment of his long-lost planet Krypton,
Wounded by what he could not help but love,
So I too had lately come to feel
Invulnerable, the enemy subdued,
The bullets bouncing off my heart of steel,
Safe in its arctic fortress of solitude,
Or rising up in solitary flight—
And then you came along: my kryptonite.

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