she is a canvas i have dreamt of and lived
i wanted to paint things
i still do
to find out how the brush feels along the skin
how the colors spread across her mind
the angles and edges made better by her shape
she was there, long ago
and she was there the whole time
she never left
but i never said anything
just sat next to her
glad i could be there
now i am ready
and far away
an anvil and an axe
sinking below and cutting into things
a bull in a china shop
a still life with distance and perspective
please paint me
into a corner
into your arms
i am far away and so close
i can almost taste myself
on the tip of your tongue
HOLIDAY TREAT
the fake pear
looks delicious
no matter I can not eat it
with my mouth that wants it
I eat it in my mind
its honey drop shape
is sweet and it is fine
that it is not a real pear
because real pears
don’t last as long
-Jane LeCroy
fake is the new real.
thanks for the tasty holiday treat, jane…
xo cc