Still Life, With Footed Tub Poem by Don McWilliams
Still Life, With Footed Tub
Call me and say
anything.
I promise to be intrigued.
Vary the pitch of your
voice. Distinguish
talk from song
only by careful manipulation
of cadence.
Follow me to the place
where I go to be alone
or alone with you.
Later, remembering the
call, I will swear
that you were singing.
You say you love me.
Elaborate.
Tuesday, May 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
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