Apr 2014
Catch me in the act.
Catch me destroying
evidence
on the riverbank.
Evidence of daydreams,
of picnics in the grass.
Grass so green it has
never thirsted
But drank so heavily
when we spilled that 2005 bordeaux.
I promise you:
this is not a poem.
This the red-winged blackbird,
narrating (singing)
as I push you on a swing.
catch me smiling, helplessly,
when you turn around
Catch me because I’ve fallen
not because you pushed me;
I never watch
where I’m going
Catch me destroying
evidence
on the riverbank.
Evidence of daydreams,
of picnics in the grass.
Grass so green it has
never thirsted
But drank so heavily
when we spilled that 2005 bordeaux.
I promise you:
this is not a poem.
This the red-winged blackbird,
narrating (singing)
as I push you on a swing.
catch me smiling, helplessly,
when you turn around
Catch me because I’ve fallen
not because you pushed me;
I never watch
where I’m going
3 April 2014.
Start 13:01:10
End 13:07:45
Total time elapsed: six minutes, thirty five seconds.
an experiment in improvisation. i wrote this to a lover via text, stopping abruptly when certain conditions were met in my surroundings.
© 2014 by Lorenzo Soldera. All rights reserved.
Start 13:01:10
End 13:07:45
Total time elapsed: six minutes, thirty five seconds.
an experiment in improvisation. i wrote this to a lover via text, stopping abruptly when certain conditions were met in my surroundings.
© 2014 by Lorenzo Soldera. All rights reserved.
