Carve
cat’s-eye wound
against death’s swell
hapless before your incision
my flesh donation
gone askew
Bend
ironic supplication
look within
sun-rendered tallow
muscle shorn
unsettled repose
Palter
exorbitant vulnerability
against acknowledgment
vivisected
settle your accounts
with complicity
Shutter
vision
knowledge
truth
arrange
intimate distance
to art
take
what is mine
in negative
The tag “body farm” creates an entirely different viewpoint than the track I originally started.
Intriguing.
The tag was more for me than readers … a way to remind myself where to look for the photo if I ever want to look at it again.
Weird it gave you guidance.
Where had you originally gone?
Originally, I saw an attack upon the heart. And its surprised reaction to false promises.
With the tag, it became a clinical observation.
Funny thing … despite the tag (actually, because of the tag), you are closer to my intended meaning in your first interpretation.
Ha!
Not disappearing, closing as life leaves. Without choice.
Yes, vivisected, gross negativity.
Still, the art and the taking.
Shudder!
I am posting poetry because it’s what I have and it’s what I write and it’s what I love at the moment.
Thank you for reading and thinking, Robin.
With more appreciation than I can possibly express …
me