Posted by: David Harley | February 10, 2013

I-Level

Well you did it, all by yourself:
you selected a particularly fine piece of elm
and sawed, planed, moulded, mitred,
sanded and French-polished it
into an impeccable frame:
then you climbed into it.

It’s no use at all
hanging there at eye-level
whimpering
and waiting for me to smash the glass:
what makes you think this is an emergency?

What I will do for you
is leave the room
so that you can just
disappear….

(Exit, singing:

“You always hurt
the one you love…”

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Or maybe “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the dumbest of them all?”  Published in “From Dark to Light” (Survivors’ Press 1992) and Chaff 3 (1986). Copyright remains with the author.

Photograph by David Harley (a manipulated street scene detail from Krems, Austria, May 2011).

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