Words are just passing air

Falling through the looking glass,
your new life flashes backward.

Make it last.

Uncertain where tomorrow goes,
look to yesterday—
where petals open angels,
soldiers become toys,
and gown clad women
dangle like ornaments
anchored high
in the trees
by their hair.
Your mother smiles on a star.
Endings come from beginnings.

Make it last.

Black swans dance upon
the beaches of tomorrow
and every girl’s lips look puckered.

Brenda Warren 2012

Process Notes. I watched the video, “Thirty Three” by Smashing Pumpkins several times, then recorded a list of images(side-by-side…video/word document), as I watched the video. From those images, this piece arose. Make it last is italicized as it comes from the song. The title of my piece is a paraphrasing of the first line of the song—
Speak to me in a language I can hear.

A Trifecta Writing Challenge prompted this piece. Please check them out to read other entries.

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