eric sundin

In unstirring whiffed cottage jammed
stepping over those scattered
slumbering tightly, mushroomed, crammed
Surfaces gleam beer splattered

Morning of the young artist
tall still in hope, slim hipped
no 9-to-5 trudge ‘valse triste’
bearing still straight, rose lipped

Indolent black cats stir both
white pawed, green marbled eyes
now stretching, compassion loath
killers in cutesy guise

Morning dawns subliminal
in night’s lingering haze
Above rocks ravinial
sun’s first tenuous rays

From above stillness violated
through mufflers crescendo aggrieved
dawn’s purity adulterated
nature of her stillness bereaved

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-from above = here: from the road above the gulch
-ravinial = (by license) anything in or of a ravine
-valse triste = sad waltz; here: gloomy, boring way of life

edited 02/04/23 0715