Painting
over a black painting
the framed darkness mirroring
a secret longing
Hands
wrinkles on my hands
the skin now unpuckering
a wartime dancehall
Hide
when I try to hide
my intention and motive
she knows, and whispers
Writer
Painting
over a black painting
the framed darkness mirroring
a secret longing
Hands
wrinkles on my hands
the skin now unpuckering
a wartime dancehall
Hide
when I try to hide
my intention and motive
she knows, and whispers