Thursday, January 18, 2007
















Living Conditions in a Glass Bubble, A Raindrop


Can you see what's hidden,
what it must be like, living
inside a glass bubble,
dangling from an orange stem
fat,
swollen,
pregnant without the pauses
to pale into insignificance.

I see a single white eye
a side view of a womb
softened, containing
an entire world. Not a replica
of all on the outside. More
choosy, as if hand-picked and placed
like old furniture in a new room.

I see you.





Illustration by Arlon, photographer