faith

that plate is dry

running down red places

sunshine

water

the etched glass

i wanted to go but you said i couldn't. you said, stay here, wait here, i'll be back by dusk but you weren't and now i sit here and i wait too long. i sit in the cold and wait. a man came to visit me, a tall man, all dressed in red. a man came to say i should stop waiting. but he didn't. he saw me and he didn't say it.

so i wait.