i awoke
to the words
in my head
and they said
we are only words
and words are
only memories
and memories
are only stories
and stories
are all the same
and are all
untrue
a rag a bone
and a hank of hair
a mothers prayer
a step upon
a crea>king stair
a whisper to beware
a princess in a tower
a guardsman at a gate
a messenger arriving
a moment too late
the panhandler you ignored
on a rainy night
who turned out
to be jesus christ
but he forgives you
it's what he came for
the water is deep go back to sleep
the army of light
will defeat the forces of darkness
do they not
do it every night?
a new princess will wait
in a new tower
more beautiful than ever
with a more faithful guard
who will try so hard
to repel the invader
next time
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3 comments:
i dig the economy of language and image in this one... the lines flow so well with the pics...
and it brings to mind the story of
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wonder will she let down the long hair?
hope you're well timmy
I was also put in mind of Rapunzel... with a little bit of the lady of shallot thrown in.
I like how you move and interweave the many stories in here and especially with the hair motif. nice.
I really enjoyed this. I came via Human Being ;)
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