the music of peeling paint

Wendy Stefansson. Oil Drum. digital photograph. 2010.

Poetry.

Words like beads,

carefully chosen,

strung together on a single thread.

Like the steps we take along a road,
arriving at nowhere in particular.


Like the breaths we take, not knowing why.

Let us dance a poem, then.

Let us pray a dance.

Let us clap the rhythm of a painting.

Let us sing along

with the music of peeling paint.

2013-03-02