poem for lost objects
May. 1st, 2002 09:49 amI saw Oscar Wilde
every day
larger than life
a mural
a woodcut
co-opted to sell clothes
on the side of a store
he was twenty feet high
yellow and black and white
until the day
the shop was sold
and the walls repainted
never again will I see him there.
every day
larger than life
a mural
a woodcut
co-opted to sell clothes
on the side of a store
he was twenty feet high
yellow and black and white
until the day
the shop was sold
and the walls repainted
never again will I see him there.