Monday, August 02, 2010
While I Am Away - Nesdoly
While I Am Away
While I am away
hiking the hills and valleys of plot
then eavesdropping mumbled conversations
spelunking caves of character and motivation
running rapids on Verb River
storm-chasing metaphors and similes...
the laundry basket
grows obese with ironing
new life forms of pink, green and black
take up residence in the bathroom
kitchen floor becomes a banquet table
spread for ants
and the ripe redolence
of the last brown banana
nourishes yet another
generation of fruit flies.
© 2004 by Violet Nesdoly (first published in Calendar)
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