Once again I touch
and pull back from my Shaman self
the thinning veil becomes
once again a curtain, and a wall

And what if the wall should fall

Could I face the demands
people might place on me for their healing
– the responsibility for my own
Could I resist using powers for personal gain
breaking the balls of traitorous pals
or poking pins in political dolls

Perhaps I will think about this again tomorrow
for as Scarlet says “Tomorrow is another day”

And tomorrow is Tuesday

and tonight is Monday Night Football