Poem: Still Life Late

 

Still Life Late

 

wafer

of pearl and eve

soon to fade

i see myself

in its dim depth

weak,

 

this glum gloss

which daubs my thoughts,

a nimbus of doubt,

 

this puddle of hope

 dusky with an offer

of communion bread.

 

the color wanes

from such tender heat

when my thoughts

 

mimic wax

slow yet fluid

melted then caught

 

in its reflection.

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