Six Walls Of Manipulation

Six Walls of Manipulation


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1.


The delivery

ominous, shiny white


the shadow man

sitting

listening




always with you




haunting

listening – watching - following

delivering your box board by board



-it has been a long wearing summer

now it is the fall


silently assembled

the box has become a part of you


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2.


wakening in a box




fists fighting - kicking and screaming


wounded and bruised

you exist






several years pass

and you exist




like pins and needles

your soul has fallen asleep


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3.


I remember how beautiful it was

cold and silent

so many stars




an ungodly undulating alien rainbow

a veil of green




eerie




it really was the beginning of the end



remember that shooting star

the first night?

it was a part of the conspiracy - a wink from the cosmos


                                    -at least that is my theory


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4.


That perfect day...


it was the beauty - you must understand - that I could not bear

no longer channel

saturating my psyche

too much for one moment

or two




a tsunami of sensitivity

a straight edged razor of soft waving green grass




so plentiful - and deadly

like the beautiful hurt of staring at the sun

looking for blinding answers

learning that if you watch it too closely

eventually

it no longer shows up with the dawn


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5.


Crunching snow




dawn




ducking as I release the Four Geese of the Apocalypse

flying over my head happy
having just discovered their wings



my silly sentinels




misdirected instinct calling them

beckoning them

  s p l a s h

full speed landing in a plastic child's wading pool



Fingers numb having chipped away the ice,

coaxing the water through a partially frozen hose




it would probably be our last swim of the year


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6.


Close your eyes Orpheus


stop measuring the dawn


ignore the skies

as big as the universe

cloudscapes; mountains of the almighty

blinding sundogs and SOHO




you cannot capture God on a digital camera




 I really want to go home




~Eurydice


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