Glaze
The weight of the curtains
I close for the evening,
this smell that dwells
in white starched sheets.
The outline of all furniture
is colored by this glaze of now,
a layer that will eventually form
something new, complete.
Glaze
The weight of the curtains
I close for the evening,
this smell that dwells
in white starched sheets.
The outline of all furniture
is colored by this glaze of now,
a layer that will eventually form
something new, complete.