Magritte - Homage to Alphonse Allais
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(Alphonse Allais didn't really get a mention in my poem and I just wrote with a sense of the surreal using the painting for inspiration)
I'm the dead-eyed stare,
tied up in stories of self I can't feel.
Lighter than air, the breeze
stole the blue from my eyes,
tangled me in who I wish I was.
Every scale lies flat -
I can't move forward,
suspended, caught in perfect form.
Ideals shimmer just out of sight,
mechanics frozen, fear painted end to end.
All of me lost to you who knew me once.
Reflections bear my image, then drift away.
Instinct courses against my grain,
intrusive wishes scratch off my surface
to see what lies beneath.
I imagine you naming my shade of blue,
stroking your hand down my spine,
picking out the body of bones I don't need.
Warming me until I'm flesh and blood and breathing;
casting upon me a spell of time
that stands still ~ so very differently than this one.
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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