watch the floors long enough
they become crystal balls,
watching feet walk in
and out of lives
a dropped necklace, a child
crawling till he stands.
watch the walls long enough
they become windows
and doors to other lives.
the photos from a year ago,
cobwebs forming shadows,
a bolted door is just another wall.
watch the world long enough
it spins itself dizzy
and circles, circles like madmen
dancing, a plane trying to land.
bubbles rising, from down deep
a scream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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