Guest | Roger Still
I am a guest
in the house,
visitor in the great
home, walking
ghost on the stair,
amusing addition
to the architecture,
plush bit of fussy
furnishing, long
waiting a permanent
loving fixture.
impermanence poems
Expiration Date | Edgar Law
I will last forever
she told me, but
like all things, moments,
we’re fleeting, Monday
with another Saturday
longed for all week.