he cried
jackal tears
then begged
her forgiveness,
not knowing
or caring
how the gut wrench
opened her heart
to bare all.
she exploded
in rage
as the door
slammed:
his car became
small on the
street's horizon
driving the image
of their lives
to earth's
edge.
Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker
Photo taken by R. Baker of glass
sculpture by designer/studio artist
Ann Wolff (German, b.1937).
Berlin, 1999 Antique sheet glass,
enameled; steel frame.
Displayed at the Corning Museum of
Glass, Corning, New York.
whew...viceral...the destruction of a relationship...that is a crazy pic too
ReplyDeleteit's interesting rick that words, so carefully placed together, so thoughtfully organized, can contain an explosive moment like this. nice writing! steven
ReplyDeleteRaw write, but I can't stop staring at the image. I'm mesmerized.
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