Sunday, February 5
speaking words into character
in lieu of the silence enjoyed by insofar anonymity
(indeed as a memorial referral to the site, situation)
our Character inserts itself
into the precocious boundary that divides, yet merges fiction and reality.
along with fleeting trail, of cigarette in hand and lonely muttering in tow,
She takes firm root of her throne,
the site upon which the conception of character is allowed to mainfest,
and imagined personality (as intermingled with performative reality)
given room to be negotiated by all who gladly sit before her.
perhaps taking cue from our generous allowance,
She recomposes her posture, kneading her wartorn feet in therapeutic relief,
as if the bruises would erase themselves upon repeated appeal;
her eyes, darts not of pleasure but paranoia,
throwing the occasional glance back at the inconceivable observant.
but just as images solidify and reputations take shape
She leaves with the same awkward hobble that characterized her arrival,
creating and also closing our fragmented lieu de memoire
for now.
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