·:[ Stephen Vincent ]:·
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A lament perpetual
The dream of the inside
The gifts, the rejections, the leftovers:
Goddess of the container:
Dreamer of what was left behind, given over
Prophetess of the delight in an empty barrell:
To know someone has been relieved:
History in. History out
“Wistful” your encompassing sorrow
Note the line lifting the upper lip
“Trash” thy most unclumsy name.

Drawing on side of trash container, corner of 22nd Street & Bartlett, San Francisco

What Ascends? The Driers open their lids
An ancestry taken up to the line
What do we know?
Garments, not bodies charm the day
Wind lifts form. Sunlight yields color:
What does one dream
Separated from pocket, sleave and waist?
Laundry is but a shadow (Colorful)
Mortality a hanging out:
Clean, crisp, bright.

Laundromat, 22nd Street near Valencia, San Francisco .