frame

each line of paint

from each hair of the

brush is seen, dried

upon the door frame. I

wish it were like

reading the years of tree

stumps  and the dream

of an open door.

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One thought on “frame

  1. Nice… “dream of an open door” calls to mind anything that is beyond the threshold. We continually feel ourselves pulled in the direction of the unknown.

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