Saturday, June 30, 2012

Moving

(revised for HP)

The spaces left by
things lost, sold, removed,
exchanged,
stand out in stark reality
against the old backdrop
that now seems barren,
bereft of colour, sound, and
movement
The chair he sits on is an
island in this sea
of emptiness.
An aura remains
like a shadow in
reflected light,
now there, now not.
He breathes in these small
remaining remnants
He closes his eyes,
opens them again,
and sighs
This view, this sensation
is already fading, moving,
changing,
becoming,
something new


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