Unspoken Compensations

I exposed a naked chair beneath a skylight and thought of you.

The catastrophe of ignored harmonies, chords unstruck. The self-

Administered  decline into a trickling stutter. To lose everything that

Remains cornered. Introducing cruelty with wrinkled curtains, left and right.

I subvert my vulnerability and the world shushes and you’re infested with

Burnt shadows that attack everything hysterical within you. And everybody

Hides behind a one-legged tree, tense, and you stop smiling at me.

Rippl_Lilakalapos_hölgy_rókávalLilakalapos hölgy rókával” by József Rippl-Rónai (1861-1927)

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