7.08.2007
where have you gone, georgia o'keeffe?
you left me here with a landscape that i can't seem to imagine. like the sun rising at night. like high desert blooms in december. you left me here with that funny bone. i try to laugh, i do. but they're all here and you are not. where have you gone? your puppies say hi. they miss you. they think you're coming back but i say i don't know. your flowers have yet to wilt but sometimes i forget to water them. where are you? you left me here with a landscape that my dream saw inverted. browns in the skies and a blue earth. sunlight sweeping across the frame from i don't know what direction because things are becoming confusing during the full moons. cloud covered stars. do you remember when we had lunch together? you said you'd never forget. you said you'd never leave. where have you gone? do you know you left me here with an empty landscape? i look for the horizon but it's no longer on the wall and i must have placed it next door with that lady who never liked you. i'm sorry. i went to ask her if she'd seen you come by but she closed the door on me and i heard her shut off the television. your garden is gone now. consumed by the sun. around me are images of you trying not to smile but you always, always smiled. i try to laugh, i do. but you left me here with that landscape you said you would never show me because it didn't exist. like an ocean over new mexico. like an ocean cloudball. you said something about a color i can't pronounce and you walked away. where have you gone?
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2 comments:
tears come to my eyes reading this, but it lets me leave my body before they well up.
Rad!
Makes me want to paint again. Maybe soon. Thanks for writing it.
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