a slendering into irrelevance
pict-too pict-too painted blue
—and now the unwanting
to crawl down to bed in seek
to find a dream in shiftspace
between the you and the me
that clackbone cracking
after the summer, corewood
once living, now dead
kiss me before the afterglow fades
pict-too pict-too all painted blue
to slip to my slendering again
4 responses to “pict-too”
what a delicious verb: “slendering”. So evocative.
Thank you, Stacey.
Excellent song. I really like the idea of shiftspace.
It’s an idea I keep toying with, those places.
Thanks Bob🙏🏼