Wednesday, March 30, 2016

late evening (the trappings of a life)

evenings like mesh
a fine netting, dinner
a little tv, bickerings 
tidying, a lovely bewilderment

could it even be
when you lay yourself
to your tangled sheets
you'll lie again?

lies like waves
gently, returning
improvements, plans
safety, gaining ground

the net working the waves
stroking pith, pulp
the glinting sea
retaining nothing