Plastic Box Tribute

Metamorphose. An object is cut off from its name, habits,
associations. Detached, it becomes only the thing, in and
of itself.When this disintegration into pure existence is at
last achieved, the object is free to become endlessly anything.
            & nbsp;            &nb sp;              ;             & nbsp;            &nb sp;      Jim Morrison

The 'stranger' was sensed as a great menace in ancient communities

Seething minds
strippng tearing devouring faces
your conquest of
dissect and observe

Reflection of windows
carrier of mirrors
grounded by earth bound form
the screaming serpent

Look where we worship

The seducing doer
fragments of rolling images
dancing truth
bedded with a curious mind

The voyeur of unwitting souls
tasting excrements
feeding the bearers
your mind for the taking

An unfathomed word master
the game of no limits
of writhing
eyeless creatures
 

In his retort the alchemist repeats the work of nature
 

Your Shaman's dance
on ungagged creatures
led to where your 'blind
cave-fish' dwelled
 

With an outreached stance
scales glistened
sanctuary of no form
eyes pried for the dust remains
 

Clawing for resurrection
you heard your Butterfly scream
and fluttered by
silently
 
 

Naomi Ballinger

 

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