Still Life

I am an empty bowl, a space to contain, to fill A dip of absence Sit me in a beam of sunlight Waxy lemons and table grapes To paint a picture of a still life Are we frozen in time, or in the depths of winter? A clear expression that speaks volumes A table, a spoon, a zest for what came before Fill me, fill me, liquid tension Holding so I don't spill, hold me so I don't spill Are we frozen in time, or in the depths of winter? A clear expression that speaks volumes Are we frozen in time, or in the depths of winter? A clear expression that speaks volumes.