matters of attraction.

the dust is falling
drifting on air emulsified
a flurry of discontent

the table tops
are waiting
and the television
drones static
while he’s pretending
to be there

lyrics in the stereo
simplicity is waning
in signal saturation
on repeating waves
riding the synopsis
in patterns

the nomadic particles
force sunlight
to show their scars


© heather brager 2.24.2011