Friday, July 12, 2013

Career anxiety

Asteroids by Dave Makes
places to hide

let me ball it up
a tiny orb
my pebble in David’s slingshot
send it to sleep among the asteroids
mute and grey

let’s starch and iron it
flat, white
a cotton dress
tuck it in my quiet closet
whisper with the wool
and silky shawls

help me build an all-consuming blaze
that will take it, yellow and blue-silver
sweep it away with tired embers
smoky ash

close it, solemn
as a heavy tome
one line:
It is finished.
slide it spine-side-out in line

lean into the mirror just to watch it
fold itself in crows feet
become my eager smile
ring in laughter

melt away


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