visualization 1.33, promontory (topography in the digital age--I know this place like the back of my hand)
lock away every sin against fragility stack upon stack
inside great towers like time compartmentalizing
the compounding sounds of nascent hostility
from the acrid smell of fear
I am building a city, you know...
hemming in every needling derision that slips subtly under thickened skin
binding up every bludgeoning chill that hits the bone and ensures I'm broken in
In the heat of blood I am a silent guardian
standing this show trial by fire
--a living flame burning an invisible garden of stone
elPintor
Sun 18th Aug 2019 17:29
Thanks so much, Ray and David, for your great comments. It's really gratifying to spark thoughts in others that are so similar to my own when making such a piece public.
Not that I had this song in mind while writing, but given the sheer volume of ideas I had swimming 'round my head at the time, it could be relevant--and, besides, these guys make me laugh )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAyFS_v47go
Maybe someone else will get some enjoyment, too--who knows...
Good Sunday to all,
Rachel
PS
Thanks to you too, Devon and Des )