Still Life
STILL LIFE
Life – a gathering of things
Life – with warmth of movement
consciousness of being
sound color touch
aroma sight
for fun
I tap my collective unconscious
and
Nospace is filled with pebbles, pennies, nickels
dimes hammers chisels
hard stuffs
They all come clattering down on my kitchen
table
and
wanting to come together
take on a life of their own
Dave Austin
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2016
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