i still see their faces bubbling the gray stuff in my bone head pictures like yellowed photographs the set faces noses mouths and lips lines of their bodies the holographs looking three-d animated messages like r2d2 screened the bit from ob-wan gesticulating thin air like a museum of science with the slab of amber yellow-orange translucent the giant dinosaur mosquito frozen sculpture no matter how many years pass not a day older that's how i see them picturing their lives happy without me and my today's the siesta without them and no black arts can conjure that fossil mosquito to drink blood again 2.1 9/7 © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Amber
15
May