Breaking the Silence

The book, the plate, the bottle 

you throw into a corner.

The frozen lake you drive 

your car on, daring it to crack 

while you wait for spring 

and bird song to finally return.

[LSS, 1/3/21]

A View Into the Studio: Some Questions for the Work

What do you want? 

Why can’t you just 

come out and say it?

What ecstasy do you 

wish me to fulfill?

I have set and reset the table

of elements, as requested, 

placed and replaced the silver 

forks and measuring spoons,

according to your whim,

and I will continue to do

to the same thing everyday

until you and I can figure out

how to make a single shadow.

[LSS, 1/3/21]