Wednesday, August 23, 2006

A Vial

An amber plastic vial
sat wedged in the top of a chain link fence
held in place by the dull steel of the bar holding
the shape of the fence
next to the edge of the parking lot
the entrance to the holding cells
of the municipal court
an empty vial, with a story to tell
no medicines, no sign of a label
that would herald its contents
a plastic cup about 2 inches wide
held suspended above the side walk
making a right triangle
with a single line of spider’s thread
creating a hypotenuse
caught in the sunlight of mid-morning
the bar as the base of the triangle
a strange image indeed
frozen for a moment
as I walked down the sidewalk
away from court
making me wonder about the life
the person who left the vial
a story indeed

August 23, 2006 11:13

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