Wednesday, July 10, 2013


from film: Two for the Seesaw

by Albert DeGenova

The clock above the kitchen sink
ticks the distance between us –
motionless black coffee
reflects nothing
the table is too wide
to reach the sugar
myself, it is
the black hour, the negative
end of
balanced, this dark weight
is too heavy, pass
the sugar over the fulcrum
of this moment, a hand
on a knee, lean in
and out, we are
the up and down
the tick the tock
and all the hours in between.

~ previously published in The Blueing Hours
   (Virtual Artists Collective)