Clip-On Picture Frame Poem by Eva Beylich

You have fallen out
of the frame
directly in my direction.

A picture like a dream.

I was able to hold you
just for a short moment
because the space
on the wall was
already occupied.

There was only a short moment
of enjoyment of art.

Someone framed you
somewhere new.

But one day
I found you again
and there was
suddenly room for you.

Now I cling to you
but the fitting frame
for us
I have still not found.