Distant Figures

Ever more, your eyes are like
stones. Ripples have left in

the shadow of our lost
conversation. Moving

through open meadow,
clouds make darkened

spectral shapes. The story
of Sisyphus is formed –

mists carrying weights
they could have lost

long ago, if they’d been
honest with the world.

Perhaps rain will fall,
and new forms be made;

soon, mountainous
storms, obvious to all

who look, or feel weightless
pressure in the air.

 

Image: The painting “Sisyphus” by Kolesnikov Sergey, taken from http://www.russianpaintings.net/artists/artist_kolesnikov_sergey_246953/sisyphus_250500/

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