inside jupiter

Not quite near the top, near the swirls and patterns on a table
A piece of paper tucked behind another forced its way into view
So light is
Her footfall
Is written with the flourish of a line optimistically ruling below
A hand of no question just annotation on the plug & play
Internet connection was it the thought of her or was it the real deal
And in a tiny second of the rain drops of passion perhaps in the aftermath of love
As she softly tread over carpet to shower and as he waited for the internet connection
To take he took the card and scribbled these words she walked back in and the note
Three lines
Were hidden
In the shame of creativity, in Jupiter, above a Casino, hiding love
Until they jumped out again… right now, in this space.

Text: © J. L. Nash, 2010
Image: © Eugenio Recuenco


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