animal fates

[constantine]

there's a desperate side to harmony
a life and death balance
the dark music of the arena
as one falls another is victorious
good and evil?
childish concepts, mere prattle
all life consumes and avoids being so
the snare is set by hands poised
only to fall in turn
to that wicked syncopation
those interlocking angles, interfaced
like scissors
the pendulum swings in in its dead-fall arc
double axed, razor sharp
teeth grinding
shearing the flesh, gnashing the bone
tasty as the marrow replenishes, both
the hunter and the hunted, consume
with the gentility of bacteria,
parasitical, breaking it down
the by-products of hell
creating the angels of heaven

[Yejun]

I found the opening disconcerting but you pulled me in and kept me reading until the end.

Well done but I keep asking what happens once the cycle is established. Does that even make sense?

[constantine]

thanks, yejun

[Nazz]

I suppose good and evil are real to an extent.

It's tricky though. Good and evil also keep the people at war with themselves and the economy humming...

[constantine]

thanks nazz. you old nazz you!

[K&D]

I thought as Yejun (sp) did....that you got a good "grasp: of me at the part about "double xed, razor sharp...." I also in addition thought this one could be kind of similar to the last one you wrote...the other one on the board right now.

I think it works well towards the end not just caus of all the violent imagrey but also the words have a real sound to them you cand say axed and razor or grinding or scissors or wicked syncopation or hunted or bacteria very lightly can you?

[constantine]

this poem, deer in a monastery garden, and the unfortunate land of tirol are all poems inspired by franz marc's paintings of the same names. in my artlog - constantinople - the poems have the artwork posted with them.

[K&D]

I will check them out then.