Friday, November 11, 2011

The Frightened Psyche’s Ill-Disguised Psych Ward

Locked up
and immobilized
inside the frightened Psyche’s

psych ward,
Imagination plays along
while surreptitiously
imagining a bomb –

a face-ball
so replete with coded
and imploded

upwelling rage
a parti-colored cage

adorned with variously
glazed expressions –
so apparently the picture
of benign impressions –

that the Psyche cannot
know Imagination will
before long
violently kill

and leave the whole thing
shredded, bloody, chopped.
Vision isn’t pretty
when it’s stopped.


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