Free Range Me

Written for Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge (image by John Stormer)

at the moment of walking in, 
I’m already absent
not showing up in mirrors
 
at birth I wasn’t laid straight
giant head and loose, following hips.
I never slept under monochrome lids

and I know of no symbiosis 
between the centre-parted plant 
and the wall socket.

presence stands with the table
square rigged and precise
and green keeps separate from gold

this is our world 
where the windows stare light, 
blind as torches