April 20, 2007

this tomato soup
waiting warmly in this bowl,
the big world outside

4 comments:

Mamagiggle said...

cold tomato soup
fragile skin on the surface
metaphor for what?

Matt said...

spoonful by spoonful
I reduce the metaphor
until it's all gone

Mamagiggle said...

just the bowl remains
and the memory of soup
what will fill it next?

Matt said...

But there is no bowl
The soup never existed
I'm not even here