Sunday, September 02, 2007

Alison

Share a moment produced by Alison.
Share this moment with many others
who loll in a fountain on a late summer evening
as the dimming sun escapes the sky.
Smile.
Watch grins illuminate strange faces
as Alison trollops through shallow water
glad to be unleashed.
She wags her golden tail at tumbling foam
and sidles up to you
begging to be touched.
You pat her soggy fur as
others call out, “Hey cutie!”

Colors fade.
You fade.
Your own feature takes center stage.
You go back to staring in space.
As does the blonde skater boy,
the NYU student,
the dark brooding woman.

Alison drinks her reflection.