Photo taken by Lydia Stefanescu, June 2015.
Vague: indefinite or indistinct in nature or character. In France, vague implies the ever-shifting contour of an ocean wave. I’ve never met an ocean wave that settled.
Vapid: without liveliness or spirit; dull or tedious. A conversation about the limitless configurations of ocean waves will drift towards tedium.
Vague: the expression of unpillowed morning breath reviewing the one-night stand.
Vapid: phrases like one-night-stand given the unsettled ambiguity of mornings-after.
Vague: a loose line of faces spilling across the city sidewalk promising to wait, the murmur of shuffled feet.
Vapid: how much you like me on Facebook. How ardently I wait for your like.
Vague: directions by compass.
Vapid: a look I left behind, a lost look, the man my lost look makes of you.
[Read the rest of this poem and a few others online at Sophie's lovely Dirty Press.]
