Poem by Doug Holder

Illustration by James Conant



My Lines on Lines

I don't cross the line
I never get close
to the bottom line.

I tow the party line.
I never liked:
"What's my line?"

I stay within
an ordered line
chaos lurks outside
my thin blue line.

I am now
ready to cross
the borderline

in time
to cross
the finish line.