Lines
Meanwhile, Melody Muses...Your world covers your lines in high-powered ad campaigns that promise forever young in a bottle, the fountain of youth at a cost; but swallowing emptiness cannot fill canyons. In your lines, I trace the conquest of first love, baby bottles and funeral baking, losses and gains multiplied by loaves and fishes. No serum can replace the living drawn in these lines - this is no paint-by-number out of a box, but an original, a hand-drawn facsimile of you. So hang out your laundry, put it all on the lines.






