Would you strip away
All that is warm with hope,
Mysterious,
Full of promise,
With the scalpel of your curiosity,
Pare me to skeletal bone,
Enchained forever by your sight,
Your eyes,
Your knowing,
A camera, to steal another soul,
A cage, repealing flight,
A pot, in which to miniaturise,
Is that who you would have me be,
A confirmation of mortality?
2 comments:
you could cage the figure (physical appareance) but not the soul (all that is warm) I agree : artificial memory against infinity
and then again, to use what we create to ward off fear, trahison, even death or beauty ... poor tools
please, could I quote (display ?) "Strip Joint" in my foreign swamp ?
La trahison des images - the very idea of permanence is created by our perception - we see rocks in a sea of time - but time, invisibly, flows within the rocks.
The belief in permanence is the prison - the contraction of fluidity - the concreteness of the image - the clinging to beauty - and it is they which create fear.
I would be honoured if you wish to display this in your Swamp :) Thank you - Mijo.
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