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Poetry and Music

Tuesday, April 14

the white room




all night i lay
a shadow in the white room
moveable parts
changed
every hour
on the hour

and
depending on the spectators
down to the half hour
then
to the
fifteen minute
reification of Miss Prim
what started
the process
felt like a spider
and so
a life sized mannequin
was required
for the purposes
of rest
oh yes
sleep would've been
most welcome
yet rest
within a vigil
ensued

the body was moved
all around the floor
the plaque
was placed
the door sealed
such that the light

was evenly diffused
along the walls
the absence of colour
achieved
to emphasize
the figure
it's primary coloured contrasts

in repose
intermittently
a pile of limbs
a faceless creature
eyes

of fine hatched silver
always open
balls and sockets
ropes through the torso
to join
knotted
then carefully cut
sourced in a timeless responsibility

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