Overlap
One thing on top of another,
you know, how years accumulate
or how garments are layered
to keep a body warm.
The combination. A union.
A pattern invented from
placement above, beneath,
charged by boundary.
New context. Voices muddled
and commonness brewed
from what is exposed or missing,
filled-in, interlocked.
I like this poem, and I'm left, wanting more of it. :)
ReplyDeleteIt all overlaps, doesn't it? I once had to write a timeline of my life and everything overlaps and influences everything else. Just like layers and layers of clothing change one's apparent shape, and layers of experience change perception and maybe even reality?
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