Inside your head your hear a phone ringing
and when you open your eyes
only a clearing with a deer in it. Hello deer.
Inside your head the sound of glass,
a car crash sound as the trucks roll over and explode in slow motion.
Hello darling, sorry about that.
Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we
lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell
and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
"Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" - Richard Siken
Both the Black and White and Colour versions of this one.
Camera: Canon Rebel XTi
"Names of spells and names of hexes, names cursed quietly under breath, or called out loudly to fill the yard, calling you inside again, calling you home. Nicknames and pet names and baroque French monikers, written in shorthand, written in longhand, scrawled illegibly in brown ink on the backs of yellowing photographs, or embossed on envelopes lined with gold."
"Saying Your Names" - Richard Siken