the usefulness of Pyrex

this dish: hum empty
               panning the air for a rush of you
               a dash of matter;

reflects my face back at me
a terrible melange 
formless, fearful

.

(you draw out a chair.  Point a pen.  Place papers perfectly.)

.

                swirling air settles
                mettle dust; a bloom of yellow.
                Pyrites grinds my carteledge with every step:
                
                 a cold taxis steels me to wait for gold.

 

i slice apples into the dish.  The oven ticks as it heats.

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~ by Beeskiffle on September 17, 2008.

5 Responses to “the usefulness of Pyrex”

  1. There is a kind of meticulous control, attention to detail, almost like meditation which hides and reveals great depth and power of emotion, like a moment just before,

  2. I can hear the ticking oven. Nice to see it in words. Moving poem, interesting thought procession, march of thoughts, marshaling of thoughts.

  3. Just checking in. Your work is amazing.

  4. thank you sweetie
    ?
    i dunno. those
    3 words feelright.

  5. this is indescribably fantastic. the tension is agonised, the sounds, when they occur, even more so .. like the silence just before sleep when every noise is accentuated

    the build up to a boom and the ache for gold … yes, yes, wait for gold … creation and temptation sliced in the painful wait, tick-tocked, for something to happen, passion to implode or self-destruct ..

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