Tag Archives: atrophy

A face behind the curtain
pulled back
trifles given credence
your whim, my mission
compelled
shrill aggressive gaiety.

Find the place
where words melt into reality
as in the biggest things so in the smallest
and
as in the smallest things so in the biggest
for you anything
Big, small, large or little
symptomatic action.

The loss of an admirer
dust beaten out of a cloak
and suddenly you
afflicted with a stiff arm
that never moves
but hangs there
waiting for a revelation
the most trivial of objects
guarded like priceless jewels.

Water lapping
against whispers of protest
ghosts from last year
choking on the memories
as you cup my face with your hands
and look up at me
hazy languor in your eyes
insidious desires
fists curled into balls
no room left for uncertainty.

We’ll flee from our own souls
go somewhere far off
avoid everything
kept locks of hair
pressed flowers
and
snapshots of those long gone
sullen grumblers.