Thursday, September 9, 2010

Stepping Out of the El Greco

Stepping Out of the El Greco
“For Holden”

You did it, once again
Against the wishes of your masters
They have steely eyes
Those sparkle like jaded beaks
And tongues that betray
Flapping to eternity
Into a destiny of morass

Turned into silence
Like the windswept stones
Born from the exploitation
A morality and distrust
You feed them little scraps
Little turnips of time

I feel the vultures circling
Around my back
Sniffing out the sublime
Portals of damnation
Open to the fire breathing
Digging deep into the bedrock
Raise high your scavengers

Being in the world, but not of it
Yes, this also must pass
A penumbra of unknowns
Your star catcher surprise
But, none were really too surprised
It all came out as planned
By a loving god with cracked veins
Pointing across the ceiling

Slung across your shoulder
Like a boy packing dynamite
They love you despite yourself
Blank spaces between the sentences
You too, Brutus?

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