Current

by
 Fibers,
flesh.
Electricity transudes through a sigh.
Sun-bordered clouds migrate from your eyes to my core: swooshing of curtains, temples like drums.
Hypnotic pulsations mark lines between dreams and life, as time contracts in us.
And with the last loud blink of a light bulb, the shadows withdraw, and kaleidoscopes convulse.
Copyright © 2005 Anna Piutti

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