Intercepted light

Posted by Caroline Gilfillan on 12 September 2006 at 09:55

Tags: light

She watches shadows dip beneath the door,
swirling to the rhythm of the blades,
the push and pull of brown Bakelite whir.

Her fingers trace the swell of thigh to hip,
belly bump to ribs. Out in the dusty street
conversation splashes on to brick.

Next door the shower gurgles, as, within,
her heart maintains its sturdy, even thud,
reminding her that under her cloak of skin

she, too, pulses like intercepted light.
She too is rock and rolling out of sight.

Caroline Gilfillan

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