COLLABORATION II with K. FINNERAN
I set parts of myself in gold, tight
in a small bezel.
A slick little fortress
hard to scale, unyielding
all with an attitude
that stood right there
beside myself
It delivered me here,
I took my time and
ate well.
Many nights it’s been this way
Just you and I, until carried away
into a field that was
really a city.
No lights No glimmer
within this
and now, no emptiness
in the stone wall,
Just winter, snow,
and waiting.
November 2013