Wednesday, August 8, 2018

No (Day 567)

He can’t stop 
telling her
she does not 
want to hear 
the words
he is speaking
his mouth
a circle
of betrayal   hers
of surprise
and then grief
and she 
knows   though 
they are no longer 
there   the air 
in that far away
room   like 
a tuning fork 
reverberates with 
despair   and 
his voice   suspended
in the aqueous
stillness   even now
can’t stop 
telling her  

(2018) by Hannah Six

Image: Vilhelm Hammershøi, Dust Motes Dancing in the Sunbeams
1900, oil on canvas (via Wikimedia Commons)

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