Grass Widow
Old Disguise
Find the lines unnearthed, unchangedNo reason to stay in here, in guise(When the cat runs away and the milk has gone sour)Old disguiseWrite it down and send it off, decide(Pulling up all the rugs and exposing the dust, nowhere to hide)No disguiseChoose to write the storySitting in a room where the air now stands stillOpen eyesCounting the pagesEach grain of saltOpen air exposed new formWalk ahead in time to meet resolve(This will keep out the rain, windows let in the lightHere with new eyes)Read the whole thing backwardsWritten in a room where the air now stands stillUndisturbed
From Letras Mania