Fever Dreams
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("In The Beginning There Was The Word, And The Word Was Good", 2019, original pen & ink)
Fever Dreams
Caught up in paranoid visions
Where nothing is what it seems
Where good is really bad
and bad is good
Where just below the surface
Great art lurks,
waiting to be discovered,
but always just out of reach
In this dream
survival depends on cutting your way through the deception
discerning what is real
and what is illusion
in this dream nothing is what it seems
and yet through it all
The paranoid mind knows
It can’t be deceived
(9/22/24)
Copyright © James Moore | Year Posted 2024
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