Sunday, December 29, 2019

Rob Schackne #1046 - Crazed Glass












           Crazed Glass

                                        What are you looking at? Fuck off!
                                          - An old saying


            The window happened
         then the seat beside it
         waxed paper to glass

         whether street or hills
         the moment it was clear
         they might see inside it
         frosted, cleaved, opaque

         both ends, the crazed
         glass will remember
         the rainbow prisms
         (but prison happens)

         the stay-side says
         mirror the way back in
         the go-side says
         keep the window open

         the seam each one works
         what can you believe
         of the hooded glass in
         the directions of self

         the shards of pain
         bullets and the rocks
         the sharp broken pieces
         you don’t expect

         the cave-house window
         was feathery, mixed 
         with the colours of air

         this fancy modern glass
         bevelled as an ice ring
         translucent as a popsicle

         I've found the cracks
         I didn't see before
         seven years lean
         and a new coat of paint


1 comment:

  1. yet timeless...
    as if it might have been said only this morning

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