Honeycomb
"The printed line, after all, is so orderly and chaste, so chronologically determined- that is, the reader is obliged to read line by line, page by page, in sequence; very unlike the visual image, which assaults the eye out out of nowhere, in a manner of speaking, with no preparation, and no power over the viewer to demand from him more than a moment's casual contemplation".
-Joyce Carol Oates
I remember a plethora of
variegated faces and you are yelling
"Nietzsche had it right!"
From the passenger seat, and she is ever so dear;
her eyes will open to our firecracker morning
And, nobody can save you now.
These are the children
with supple fingers
drawing birds (and) airplanes
And forgetting there ever was an innocence
please don't forget, we are
innocent.
-Joyce Carol Oates
I remember a plethora of
variegated faces and you are yelling
"Nietzsche had it right!"
From the passenger seat, and she is ever so dear;
her eyes will open to our firecracker morning
And, nobody can save you now.
These are the children
with supple fingers
drawing birds (and) airplanes
And forgetting there ever was an innocence
please don't forget, we are
innocent.