The Uncomfortable Chair

Poem

it stands still
underneath the sun ray
wooden
engraved with the history of my life and existence
tears of waking up mixed
with the first smile and fear
of the unknown
that snakes itself around
the monstrous first kiss
it feels like it is staring at me
making me transparent
there is an episode
of glass smashing
and clouds freezing
on its back
another of hugs and hands
on the top
a cat runs
and jumps
on the chair
licking itself into a clean state
in order to sleep
and it sleeps
on the chair
away from me

more by Ursula Babic

photograph by Alejandro Alvaerz

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