cracker-crumb sculptures
by joshuagriffin
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-21 14:53:00
through tired eyes I see
I see the world in bleak vision,
through misty-sighted lashes blinking
playing witness to concrete and metal
through tired eyes I see
I see the world in cracker-crumb sculptures,
when Earth is Hell
when the world is not there–
through tired eyes I see
I see life through blinding heatstroke visions of…?
of what?
of denial
of fear
I see the world through clarvoiant weeping dreams,
vast,
destitute
One man’s soul–lost,
unseen,
floating unobstructed