The Mag 192

"If you ever find yourself in the wrong story, leave."  - Mo Willems

Thank you Tess, for this week's engaging photo.

THE MAG

Resurrection Reunion 2, 1945 Sir Stanley Spencer

For someone close to me, I write this, on the dampened ledge of her need to flee life as only she knows it, for parts unknown.  Her endless, flood of tears lead her to this place, she now calls home.  She lives now, questions free.  Yet, in her wake, she leaves so many questions from those that love her. 

Unquestionably

 

Usher in by all means

Sacrificial Loving.

 

The Drawing of Arrows

at random, stood still.

All quarries of

smelly feet

mixed-matched patterns

in one's own life

too big a space between your teeth

or

too long of feet

and pug-noses

all laid aside.

 

The moral says

their pose of

indifference

and

manic utterances seized

hence observance

mere objects

tossed

in a burning fire.

 

All Intolerance

up in smoke

they dance. 

They live.

 

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