a perfect break
contemplation is a chance game
moods are shifting sands and
dreams and nightmares
merge with bad seams
this mouth is invitation-only,
an extravagant assembly
speaking with no words
known by human ear
waiting is backbreaking
in its beauty,
statuesque in its purpose
and day and night close
quarters as allies
for a minute
come-hither, the closeness,
the claustrophobia is consuming
yet,
the break is perfect.
photograph by kristamas klousch