Another Season

by David Andrés Alíx

Another Season

Joyless corner where your guitar is forced

To watch the sediment settle in your ink jars

Satisfied that sufficient is the film of

Dust formed to obscure its sight

 

Writing only of how you can no longer write

Though you hold your utensil as if it is

Your heart and lungs

 

So wait another moment

Another day

Circling to the same place

Another season

 

The weariness becomes your favorite

Denim

Which the evening coolness

Bids you to pull on

-2013.09.16

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