Signified

Look for secrets
the leaves caught in the amber,
age-old eyes
the tongue weighed
on your back teeth
how close the bones huddle for warmth
and the space the skin leaves to fill in
it makes sense
in how many times the shadows
of your statue multiply
the sentences you string
still lie along a plane
but one i didn't see before
the measured, poured sheet of  their silences

2 comments:

Kahlil said...

Nice.

j. doloris said...

thank you, kahlil. and the coffee is delicious.