Friday, July 29, 2016

Sarah St Vincent Welch #207 Strange frames iv



light chisels a hole in things
wait
the iris closes
opens, swells
draws in peripheries
what frame to see through
or touch

my wait is simple
at the stop
pleasing in the balance of certainty and doubt
I can't imagine other waits
only the beat of hearts, persisting

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