October 2011
8 posts
Today I am complacent, full-bellied, suspicious of you
Yesterday I ate a pear, savoring the spaces between us
Stretchy, sticky, grasping unlikely twins. You and I,
We aren’t quite the same.
Today I am complacent, full-bellied, but still.
“I’m thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments,...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
