At times I think to cut it off,
this world
of art
this world
of soft
Turn return the world that's real,
fire and
flame
torque and
steel
Leave the flowing emo-stain
to cover
hearts
that brandish
pain
As fortunes burned to buy
…
a name.
Each to its measured value, 'nos.
ReplyDeleteAnd! Stand by for a possible increase in the value of "soft". [all I can say for now] ;) pip
No one can buy a name, any more than "a stairway to Heaven." Names are assumed, or given.
ReplyDeleteBut you're a good enough artist that I don't think you should leave "this world of soft." It would leave a hole in your soul. And how can "fire and flame/torque and steel" help you solve the world's problems, except as metaphor and parable?
Ah, Jochanaan. Thanks, but c'mon. It's poetry, not a threat. Just frustrated on more fronts than I speak of in public forums. And anyway, speaking of holes in the soul? IF the wind is blowing between 28 and 31 mph AND I plant my feet ~55 degrees to the direction of flow I don't have to wiggle much and it sounds like someone is trying to play Stairway to Heaven on a pan flute. Drives all the dogs in the neighborhood nuts so I don't do it often.
DeleteRhetorical question: how many different ...kinds... of names do people wear? How many folks, for whatever reason, desire a name beyond the ones they already carry?
Points well taken. :)
DeleteWhen you consider identity or name or self image, doesn't everything we do or say boil down to us trying to adhere to, bolster or, to those in the thrall of self-sabotage, 'destroy' the image we believe we carry, even when it's only what's buried in our psyche? Where hides the will in free will?
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