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I was unable to reach any conclusions
with the ladder she’d provided
foregone or otherwise,
though I drew upon her wisdom
first with crayons
and then acrylics
in my second trimester
of expecting change
for better or worse
whichever came first
depending on the speed
of her stroke

time marches to a sweep
smaller than a second-hand
takes away
what the hour gives
broad arcs on which we ride
to evade the flood
two by two
concussive blows from
two by fours
do-see-do and curtsies

picking at nits
and daisy petals
she loathes me
she loathes me lots

the bathrobe I recognize
but whose sari now?

© Chagall 2014