La parola da casa, Serena Piccoli

epimetheus

fire blooms
in cannibalization of
resignificance

i am asking
you
for guidance

place a word

here or here

and watch

as time fills

as the bronze begins to glow

& outside the birds cry
under a clear sky

they only urge me on

tires along the edge
rocks

her last words
were trivial

but still we loved here

and stayed until she was gone

let us rearrange the tile and begin again