Deadline & Dandelion
I was looking for direction, an answer: a word; it began with d.
Discussion, downturn, diffident.
700 thousand silver marks?
A room, papered in maps?
A suitcase, with words on it?
I packed the case, began the journey and arrived at the snow;
an avalanche.
I retreated;
walked back through the seasons, the fall, the summer, the spring.
Time is not a spiral after all; it is a pendulum swinging into
winter over and over.
Deaden, dredged, double-dip.
I painted on my suitcase large words of resistance:
Desolation,
decenter,
defenestration,
deluge.
