They made a statue of us
well OK, of you...
but I stacked shells in the foreground.
Once we lay on the beach,
talked of dark matter
dripping like watercolor stripes from a zebra's flank--
it's not that far from the truth.
Yeah, what's truth anyway?
It was no secret that morning
the waves spelled truth out in bold type
as the surf rolled up onto our sandy toes;
love is truth
roll in the truth
let the grit of the truth impede your bodies
feel it invade your hair
your pores
your soul.
Writhe in truth,
leave your imprint of love
an impression
a vague impermanence.
They made a statue of us
but the tide erased our truths tonight.
11 comments:
ouch...that close...truth (love) lost on the tide...i rather liked the roll on the beach of love though...smiles.
Roll in the truth. I love that. Beautiful piece, Tom.
"talked of dark matter
dripping like watercolor stripes from a zebra's flank"
my word, there is so much here and that is the truth.
wonderful piece.
~robert
Somehow this reminded me of a song by Regina Spektor, Statue of Us. I guess it's no stretch, but I saw that kind of craft here as well.
I really like Regina Spektor's writing:)
xo
erin
One of my favourite headlines recently was "
Colin dissipates near Bermuda"> Someday's, we all feel like Colin?
Nice, Tom. The image in my mind was of Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr on the Hawaiian beach in From Here to Eternity. Maybe this is the rest of the story.
i've never heard that Regina spector song, but i kind of dig her music, hear her a lot on Pandora radio
Loved this.
But Tommorrow We Start With A Clean Canvas!
The imagery of sandcastles building and dissolving in time lapse fashion.
The roll of words you put together, always read in one breath without stopping. ++++ -J
yeah tony--big eraser
hey jayne--that's pretty much how i write 'em...big run on sentences. maybe yur a swimmer if you can hold your breath that long
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