The
Scene
Clifford
K. Watkins, Jr.
the
scene
crooked shadows
misery strings
life behind windows
envious of wings
mildew paints faces in the hall
open gates
lives fall
porch lies rotten in our memory shed
soon forgotten
pictures in an album
branches on a tree
imagine lives
forever green
film projector
we decorate the screen
awake
smile at the ceiling
gasping for air but still breathing
conscious but shaken
unaware of the scheme the dream was shaping
numb thoughts surrender
whispers spill
unable to remember
***
Clifford
K. Watkins, Jr. is a thirty-one-year-old writer/lyricist originally
from High Point, North Carolina. He's been published by Ygdrasil,
Oracular Tree, Prism Quarterly, and Underground
Window. He currently resides in Jacksonville, Florida. Visit
Clifford at www.myspace.com/rotun.
©
Clifford K. Watkins, Jr.