Lost Charm
Sewer lines and subway tunnels,
a matrix of sidewalks, streets, and alleys,
museum corridors and high-rise hallways,
spiral stairways and ladders requiring
passwords, codes, or keys, none of which
can be found by the blind pig dangling
from that chain on your wrist.
[LSS, 1/23/21]
Winter Quarters
The antique Persian rug
with perfectly-resolved corners
that lock her mind in place.
The frieze of Greek keys
just out of reach above her,
jangling when anyone
walks past her door.
Hummingbird nectar frozen
in the feeder, the sun quarantined
behind the clouds.
[LSS, 1/23/21]
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