Bowl of Light - The Argotist Online
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cloisonné<br />
What on earth does that<br />
have to do with anything art can say<br />
when art says anything at all it<br />
tends to echo from tinny speakers<br />
smelling like the rotting foam they shed,<br />
motion is entropic too, muscles<br />
flexing in the friendly confines<br />
<strong>of</strong> this second-run buck-a-day<br />
theater <strong>of</strong> the mind and if you<br />
could see them fall you would remember<br />
where you and yours, sitting cloistered<br />
volunteer peonies,<br />
the edge <strong>of</strong> the orchard,<br />
used to sit and sway,<br />
the game<br />
the game, was<br />
to match the movement <strong>of</strong> the delicate heads<br />
bent low under the sun<br />
dropping ants for you to burn<br />
that was long ago <strong>of</strong> course<br />
but yesterday too, and now<br />
when the winds blow, was<br />
it real or not, you still have the sunburn<br />
doesn't that mean the cost <strong>of</strong> childhood<br />
is written in the scars on knees<br />
the scent memory locomoting through<br />
this house your head and the oil spill<br />
behind the Red Lobster leaves peculiar messages<br />
only translated in the moment<br />
and saved for a later that never comes<br />
a hidden treat in the bottom <strong>of</strong> that winter coat.