Can we do know better?

(Reflections on Salvador Dali’s
"The Metamorphosis of Narcissus")

Deep in dark recess
is that piece of the rock
a child who stands
peering in from the future
as nymphs nakedly play
we imbibed in our plenty
so spent in our taking

For sake of sate
sucklers of earth
give death birth

Head in hand
fragile egg of man
in delicate balance

Ever wider cracks the shell!

Old motiffs weathered
lies unsafe to harbor
frozen in silent howl
prayers humbly muttered
remake us untethered

Embrace beyond the clinch
oh sober wrench
past fractured bone grows the ache alone

For under the spell we are broken

Now feel the gravity
of our masses

As unsuspecting carnivores feast on tainted meat
icons obsessed
stare-gaze at their feat

In each awakened bloom
see Destiny’s deed
drawn fast to the light
innocently daring the poison
of man’s drunken blight

Black clouds build
against the shine of blue

In the still of the pool
stone cold and weary the fool

Rick Eades