Wednesday, September 16, 1992

hiding

ideas are lurking
in the cupboard
I had a strange thought but it scurried away
strange noises (in the cupboard)
while I’m posing for people I don’t even know
Is it hiding
or does it wonder
what kind of strange noise I am?
Peek in the door
glimpse something spinning a web in the corner
but it’s half-invisible
a tickle in my ear
I brush it away
miniscule footprints in the dust
behind the pipes
where the water goes down the drain
just like normal: porcelain and
stainless-steel fixtures
and a drain-hole
crusted with sediment
leading somewhere underneath
I know something is in the cupboard,I just can’t catch it in the light
(c’mere, you)
maybe I just imagined it

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