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06 November 2012

before burning




metamorphosis metamorphosis metamorphosis metamorphosis
anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic
amorphous amorphous amorphous amorphous amorphous
morpheus morpheus morpheus morpheus morpheus
polymorph polymorph polymorph polymorph polymorph
morpheme morpheme morpheme morpheme morpheme
morphology morphology morphology morphology morphology

she bares 
her midriff 
as if it were 
her words
hegemony drips 
like sweat between
her breasts
mirrors
crack
fragments 
of subjugation
ambushed by brilliance
all her pieces
un
done
object of no one's eye
rejecting anatomy
flux
like autumn leaves
dead
as we
adore them still the tree
naked and spent
 
metamorphosis metamorphosis metamorphosis metamorphosis
anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic anthropomorphic
amorphous amorphous amorphous amorphous amorphous
morpheus morpheus morpheus morpheus morpheus
polymorph polymorph polymorph polymorph polymorph
morpheme morpheme morpheme morpheme morpheme
morphology morphology morphology morphology morphology
 

9 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Love the litany of words first and last, so purely themselves, yet somehow imbued with a dark essence and progression simply by proximity. I also love the mysterious she, sweating hegemony and the fleeing beauty of the naked tree.

Natasha Head said...

Fantastic! Love the words, let alone the brilliant presentation. Wonderful work!

Anna Montgomery said...

Wow, color me super impressed. I loved it start to finish, photos, transmogrifying words and all!

Brian Miller said...

fascinating...love that you birned it...omg...that is awesome...interesting imagery as well...the opening and closing cascade is really cool as well...

Kim Nelson said...

I felt a strong sense of dysmorphia, a loathing of physical self, a yearning for another facade. Was this your intent? Another reason I love art. So many messages seep through.

seacamels said...

Ok, I won’t ask how you did that—not the burning, no, that’s child play; essentially :-), I mean the other stuff :-)

Seriously, though, that’s some fine work you’re doing there. I mean here:

mirrors
crack
fragments
of subjugation

Thanks for this.

Pat Hatt said...

Wow great use of the imagery, just brings your verse that much more to life.

Sabio Lantz said...

very interesting --- loved the burning, the images, the whole presentation -- real art!

Other Mary said...

I love the visual with your words. Also, the comparison of the fall leaves...I often think of that too, how they are so lovely as they die.