Saturday, June 08, 2013

just a sliver


























some wear life like a sleeve or 

a slice of fashion 
with an eye for the elegant and a nod to artifice.
some 
not all svelte 
billow and flow
like cabbage roses on a summer trellis just waiting for a passer by to 
stop
admire
caress and qvell and murmur approval and drop some petals 
just a few
right there at your feet
you pause 
stunned

where am i going with this 
to some moral 
some story 
a sermon or parable
perhaps just  a moment, a
homily or fable 
or tale of karma
or fickle swipe of fate 
some stainless random futile existential self annihilation 

just an observation
some fill out a suit
play the cards they are dealt 
try to remain humble
tell a story
unwrite
reverse engineer
retell it 
until it is a new garment
a jaunty foulard cravat or
a beaded belgian lace sleeve,
an audacious aubergine dyed ostrich plumed chapeau - not for the weak of heart, mind you,
none of this is easily digested

others wait for traffic to slow to a trickle and
leave no trace not a shrug nor a whisper,
a gray ash the faint smell of smoke and whiskey 
notwithstanding-
the need to be alone and away from the clamor and claim.

the shrieking squealing sound of air brakes announce an end to the journey
and endings are so hard to endure. 
and what is an echo but a audio scent
you leave 
your own heartbeat thrumming in your ears

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