Tuesday, October 26, 2010

1154. NEW HOUSE

NEW HOUSE
(suiting myself very well)
I lifted the new house sideways until
its cover came off the door, but by then
I was already startled with wonder. There
was, as well, a new tenancy - beneath
floorboards and cellar doors, precious
moments now, of a newer calling. I was
dwelling in a box of my own creating,
and suiting myself now very well. The
wild lilt of the cardboard edges, right
there, where once all the boxes had stood,
left forms of ghost image, like memory,
in the space where a closet should be.
I came away with nothing, but felt all
the more secure. In my new house, I
so sure, I would want to stay forever.

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