A Tower of Babble
opening scene
scenery at rest
maybe open
plains or
undisturbed
wilderness
then a tide seems
to ripple a rise as
is risen a little at
each time as
a calming breeze blows
clean white sheets on a
laundry line as the camera
shows horizontally what
are brief and subtle puffs
of something growing
beneath the pressed
to be released
slowly erecting
the projector's screen
becomes a brick wall
showing edges bumps
and texture yet remains
flat
and with exactly that
the reel runs in reverse
showing a toppled tower
rising back to how it stood
a lumbered tree once again
a hard wood standing
at attention
not at ease militarily
but waiting for a
spoken stroke of
command
yes ma'am
yes ma'am
no ma'am
turning my
head and
coughing
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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