Thursday, January 14, 2016

January 14 -- Alex Simand

The Willow’s Roots

Just a shattered face, trauma unknown,
bits of skull like scattered glass
fall tumbling from the heavens,
grapefruit chunks of brain color the sky.

Bits of skull like scattered glass
a wayward ear falls neck over nose
while grapefruit chunks of brain color the sky,
a misplaced smear of color.

A wayward ear falls neck over nose
over femur over eyelash over pencil stroke,
a misplaced smear of color
washes the world in crimson fury.

Over femur, over eyelash, over pencil stroke
grows a willow tree like rosemary,
awash, like the world, in crimson fury
the child who clings to its roots, dangling,

Grows a willow tree, like rosemary,
stretching down from swan’s beak,
to the child, who clings to its roots, dangling
his feet upward, his head lolling to the ground.

Stretching down from swan’s beak,
the willow tree cries to the child,
his feet upward, his head lolling to the ground,
just a shattered face, trauma unknown.

http://jamesjeanart.tumblr.com/post/41943778663/the-willow-tree-2-color-pencil-digital-22-x

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