Golgotha (1999)
I reminds me of an Ikon. A fractal Ikon. The "Disfiguration." The viewer is placed among the crowd looking up at the mutilated King.
GolgothaIf it was not raining, it should have been.So many die, expecting their SaviorTo rescue them or bless their self-immolation.Last night the General on television wantedMore sacrifice from the American public.Even the Church recognized a need to moveBeyond the binary into an indeterminate trinity.Is it God or the Girl? Or is there a thirdChoice that does not chastise gender?Perhaps identity itself is an illusionThat the body produces in order to driveProcreation of the species and that crossIs the intersection among logarithmsIn the desire to escape the mercantileHung on nails, twitching in the throes ofOrgasm or death, pure as butterfly specimens.
Tim: Maybe. Ikon as both visual representation and as a religious depiction.AnonPoet: Terrific. Thanks for continuing to share your work.
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I reminds me of an Ikon. A fractal Ikon. The "Disfiguration." The viewer is placed among the crowd looking up at the mutilated King.
Golgotha
If it was not raining, it should have been.
So many die, expecting their Savior
To rescue them or bless their self-immolation.
Last night the General on television wanted
More sacrifice from the American public.
Even the Church recognized a need to move
Beyond the binary into an indeterminate trinity.
Is it God or the Girl? Or is there a third
Choice that does not chastise gender?
Perhaps identity itself is an illusion
That the body produces in order to drive
Procreation of the species and that cross
Is the intersection among logarithms
In the desire to escape the mercantile
Hung on nails, twitching in the throes of
Orgasm or death, pure as butterfly specimens.
Tim: Maybe. Ikon as both visual representation and as a religious depiction.
AnonPoet: Terrific. Thanks for continuing to share your work.
Post a Comment