7

there are always 7 days
1 moon in the sky
while many eyes look
for colors

6 sets of walking feet
right eye revolts
1 big blanket of fog
out over water

at night in a basement
8 voices sing out
many mouths smile
and pairs of eyes

time passes
7 x 24
-Hannah



up in rooms, walk through unfamiliar doors
construct illusions of products for sale
rush around in cabs, hours spent in stores
erase traces, impatient for the mail

flowers tied with string hang from the ceiling
one by one they dry, slipping from their knots
afternoon: headphones on, eyes closed, healing
movie on for noise, don't follow the plot

less sneezing today, but math does not add
over and over play the same five songs
it is temporary, this feeling bad
notes echo through hallway, narrow and long

"I don't want to set the world on fire,
I just want to start a flame in your heart."
-KM