Her final words, as she gazed once more.

2024
Hand-painted Toilet Lid & Seat, Mounted on Mirror & Frame.
15 in. x 18.5 in. x 3 in.

 
 

(Top of lid)

Picture a clear,

unmuddied pool of

silvery, shimmering water.

I smile at you,

and you smile at me back.

The shape now haunting your sight

is only a wraith, a reflection

consisting of nothing.

A shadow mistaken for substance.

Come out to me here, whoever you are!

Please, if I’m not able to touch you,

I must be allowed to see you,

to feed my unhappy passion.

I’ve looked and have longed,

but looking and longing

is far from enough.

I still have to find!

(Under lid & Seat)

Your looks

of affection

offer a grain of hope.

When my arms reach

out to embrace you,

you reach out too.

We all but touch!

The paltriest barrier

thwarts our pleasure.

All that keeps us apart is

a thin, thin line of water.

I weep and your tears flow fast.

Yes, I am the cause.

Two soulmates in one, we

shall face our ending together.

I know you now

and I know myself.