Monday, April 29, 2013

Autobiography in Five Chapters

A poem by Portia Nelson

1) I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
     I fall in.
     I'm lost... I'm hopeless.
     It isn't my fault.
     It takes forever to get out.

2) I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
     I pretend I don't see it.
     I fall in again.
     I can't believe I'm in the same place.
     But it isn't my fault.
     It still takes a long time to get out.

3) I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
     I see it is there.
     I still fall in... it's a habit.
     My eyes are open.
     I know where I am.
     It is my fault.
     I get out immediately.

4) I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
     I walk around it.

5) I walk down another street.

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