Thursday, June 2, 2011

Letter To An Empty Space

In life, as in writing,
some actions are
like running the dishwasher
again and again

without ever, at
some point, taking the
plates and glasses
and spoons out.
Or,

on the other hand,
without ever filling it.
So that either you have
clean dishes
you can never use
and so you eat with
the dog from his bowl. Or

you have dirty dishes
that you use,
but find disgusting,
so that
eating is an act
of self-betrayal
for which you
can never forgive
anyone.



R.

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