Anna von Hausswolff – Dead Magic


A frame is empty on the table
I wonder if a picture went within
it stands alone upon the table
an object with no sense of in between
so I take it with me to the station
to see if I can fill the frame back up
I’m instantly surrounded by a halo
because the frame comes with baggage-laden love

so I’m drinking coffee in a cafe
the clocks are singing that it’s night
I’m holding auditions for the picture
and waiting for the hopefuls to arrive
the frame is getting pretty restless
nothing likes loneliness for long
but you can’t just force things together
especially if they don’t have a bond

I left the frame with the cafe owner
if a picture comes along he’ll let me know
but it wasn’t my nest to open
so it isn’t my burden to let go
for every picture has a moment
a time that it will capture you inside
but all of my pictures have been broken
there are no pictures in my mind



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