Talking to the ear

Inspired by the sculptures of Juan Muñoz (1992)

They stand there, not firm, more like

balancing on grassy ground, pear-shaped

iron balloons, leaning towards each other,

talking to the ear, emotionless...

A powerless and uneasy feeling creeps up

into there loins, unable to - an inadequacy

to reach each other with words and gestures

- so close, yet so far  Storms are not

heard until they brake, long dark nights

are seldom seen approaching They remain

there, swaying, whispering words, watching

the sunset, waiting for dawn...