Saturday, August 4, 2018

STILL LIFE/imaginary gardens with real toads




Still Life

Be she alive
Or be she dead 
She sits 
With her feet in water
As still as a stone

Does she speak…
What does she say…
Is it she who looks
At me
Or is it me
Looking at her

So is the still life
Still as a stone
Waiting
Waiting for you alone

Was she placed there
To celebrate the occasion…
And is now limp
And dying
For waiting
For you alone

The phone rings
She answers the phone
No longer the still life
She was originally
No longer dying
While waiting for you

August 3, 2018








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