morning poem, april 14, 2015


Still Life


I switch on the light and see the room the way we left it

Last night

Gloves on the table, papers and envelopes on the desktop


The same paintings on the walls, the same curtains

Has no creature frolicked here in this darkness

Or has everything been put back to normal

Just before I hit the lightswitch.


Copyright 2015

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