A Relative Paradox
Monday, December 8, 2014
Pieces of body
All the pieces of body
Bones, blood, skin glued
Together with minimization
And denial. The stickiest substance ever created.
They've dissolved now
A puddle leaving
My dress, earrings, and shoes lonely
On the bathroom floor.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Parking lot
I forgot my glasses
This morning.
Started driving.
noticed
Eventually
Not any change to my vision
But a dull ache
Alerting my eyes
That they had to try harder.
A different space
Between my eyes
And that tree.
The same tree
For a hundred years
Eyes a telescope lens
Smudged with Vaseline
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