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A dream


Immobilization was begun                             
Frozen in the air
by the ice queen
In this dream he has
It started early
two or three
thunder rolled him from his bed
they strapped him in                              
he couldn't fall
added that to terror all
thunder was thunder
thunder was voiced
in drunken slander
he feared the most
so what of this boy to man
so what of this theft
of childhood ends
so what of this boy to man
who carries this boy
and heals his wounds
the ice queen carries on
the other long is gone                                             
this boy to man still carries
the boy so deeply wounded
protecting him
his shield inviolate



The bottom photograph is a water color by Jonah, my son. Manipulated and magicked digitally. Little fingers of ones and zeroes on the hand not on the hand. what would what would(digital stick) analogically manipulated fingers do? wave like a jelly fish tendril in the vicissitudes of oceans magically transforming in circular fashion as opposed to the grossness of the digital finger?  Yes I don't or Leonardo Da Vinci not De Caprio..
                                                                     



1 comment:

  1. The battle never waivers
    Shimmering
    I wont of nothing
    Grace be given
    No longer will I demean the self
    that feeds the beast
    the fatted fetid fool
    No longer, no more.
    they are cowards you know
    hiding behind their bow
    We walk in grace
    Our weapon is our words
    Our art
    compassion
    humility
    raise your weapon
    I will not mine
    And fire true
    I lose my life in honor
    you lose your soul

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