I
Are you sure you want to permanently
delete these messages? They
came in peace, blind
candling
across the night
to beg but a shred of mercy
II
In the interview you’re like
an apple halved
showing white
How you enjoy the sound of
other people’s voices! you
limply unscroll
somehow catch a splinter
of Paris,
cobbles slick with rain
III
I am an artist,
a painter!
when I paint sea
sea is not
immobile in the landscape!
oh no no
waves devour the shore,
arguing against our deaths!
Give me a cigarette!
(c) Stu Hatton 2006
http://wordyness.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-miniatures-2006.html
Are you sure you want to permanently
delete these messages? They
came in peace, blind
candling
across the night
to beg but a shred of mercy
II
In the interview you’re like
an apple halved
showing white
How you enjoy the sound of
other people’s voices! you
limply unscroll
somehow catch a splinter
of Paris,
cobbles slick with rain
III
I am an artist,
a painter!
when I paint sea
sea is not
immobile in the landscape!
oh no no
waves devour the shore,
arguing against our deaths!
Give me a cigarette!
(c) Stu Hatton 2006
http://wordyness.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-miniatures-2006.html
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