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Six Hours
February 15, 2015
I took six cobalt and topaz-yellow feathers
For the purpose of decorating an effigy of him.
They were pulled from the pigeons that flock overhead in the suburbs.
Six.
Because in six fingers I could count the distance between us.
Luckily, after we burned for an October day
I could only count the ashes as one enchanted object
To be jarred as “lost to circumstance.”
© Kris B., Lewisville, TX
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It was inspired by The Great Gatspy. (pages 93 and 96 in the copy provided by my school.)