The Last Empty Frames

The last time they were seen t o g e t h e r
was many years after their d e a t h .
Canvases were facing the w a l l s .
The walls were standing there,
where they had been b u i l t.
They seemed to r e c a l l
all kind of other things,
like long-forgotten
com p r o m i s e s
between reason
& the opposite,
unrelated objects
arranged for worship
on a semicircle of practice,
les imperfections de la recherche,
not utterly unsympathetic in situation,
a forest of inverted legs conveying, as it were,
a sense of contrasting urgency on top of a pedestal.
The prodigious size of the scene might have provoked laughter.
All this, as seriously serious as a substantial number of e m p t y
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