static gods

a small poem i wrote at the start of last year..

 

 

i follow you through summer and winter,
watching you move before me like a static god.
You never change,
you never move,
but you're always out of reach
like a television image
that flickers.
I cannot touch you.

Reviews

[lori c]

such longing in so few lines. ...like a television image that flickers... is refreshingly wonderful choice of words. are you still pursuing your static god.?

[Yaooooooo]

Very well written.
Feel free to send me a request when ever you like...
Thanks for sharing...
One!