Saturday 9 November 2013
Bubbles
I am standing here
looking at this photograph
of you the eve before you left
the sudden rattle in your chest
a fortnight ago
we were blowing soap bubbles
and you said, what’s a metaphor?
and I’m like, women!
so I’m here looking at this photograph of you
mists frozen on mountains behind you
thinking of the soil that’s already been flattened
wishing your mom didn’t call
every day –
and suddenly noticing
the grey around your eyes
the slight ruse of a smile
that you knew metaphors were bubbles
photo credit: christmasallaroundus
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Bubbles are cool...
ReplyDeletebut, alas! they're passing.
WWJD ..??