Enga mellom fjella

Horse skull

Horse skull

I died.
Nay,
I lived.
Long enough to leave my bones
where you would find them,
see the beauty that once moved
strong muscled hide.

I lied.
Nay,
I told the truth
reflected now in hollowed eyes;
each hallowed nostril
blowing in and out:
this cold dry air,
this hot dry air.

I erred.
Nay,
I survived!
Longer than a cloudburst,
shorter than a cholla's reach
across this harsh stone plain,
tucked between the mountain's reign.

You deigned.
Nay,
You dared
to pick up bones and paint my story:
white strokes across a blank blue sky
as blue as blue is blue.

© 2008 Kåre Enga [165.102] 2008-06-03

Based on Georgia O'Keefe's "Horse Skull on Blue"
http://www.artst.org/okeefe/1930+-+Horse%27s+Skull+on+Blue+.jpg

ME:

Okay. Applied for my passport and didn't break the camera when Linda took the picture. Photo actually came out fine.

Very little sleep last night. But I'll be okay with that too. Nothing much to do tomorrow.

Saw Diane. I've been wanting to talk to her about transportation. The next step ...

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