This sense of beauty

 

Konica102311

 

 

Lostness   (71)

 

 

This sense of beauty
leading to a fight

an unwinnable war
against nature.

 

Picture the cosmetic surgeon’s blade
slicing through surfaces
beyond rhetoric
inegalitarian
as people vote with bodies
plus their cash
showing true
symmetric bias.

 

Then
imagine androids
reflect desire

to escape
restrictions
by original skin
from mucus and mortality
rising above limited potential
on earth-bound fields of play

 

(art versus the eternal)

 

There
envisioned
wounded reason has its dream
transfigured
into pureness
via digitality
attaining full creativity without
infinities required

merely letters, numbers,
colour, tone.

 

Yet
which parts of freedom
could I claim?

Being incapable of doing much
except observe my own decay.

So
once standing
clearly lost
before the mirror’s reproach

“With genes like mine, who needs enemies?”
I murmured
at its polished glass

across an inner emptiness
amid
insignificance-haunted solitude
where all experience ends
unshared.

 

 

Next
I also failed
to console loneliness
by doubt

Hence
while questioning romance
I wondered:

“Can one be in love, and not dependant?”

 

But answered:
“What joy did “independence” bring?”

 

Would “autonomy” become my latest
euphemism
for aloneness?

 

 

 

Thus
I began thinking
about that fragile moment
when a person calls us
“Darling!”
the first time.

And whether it
will ever happen
somehow

here.

 

For me.

 

Again.

 

 

 

 

 

(2001)

 

 


 

 

(All art on the blog is mine: I hope you like it.)

 

 


 

 

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11 thoughts on “This sense of beauty”

  1. Reading this really moved me. I feel like I can relate to it so much.

    These bits really stood out to me;

    “Being incapable of doing much
    except observe my own decay.”

    “across an inner emptiness
    amid
    insignificance-haunted solitude
    where all experience ends
    unshared.”

    And the ending.

    Thank you for writing and sharing it

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Dear Ken, i am at the local library where i can see all these on big screen. Loving all your older work, you certainly have developed a particular style of writing and it is profoundly impressive. Also i always appreciate your artwork. Thanks for sharing these, i will catch up with them over time. peace and love from Oz.

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