Revisiting

[J Hillenburg]

Revisiting


I now revisit old familiars in a guise that has not known a human hand,

groaning and straining from a multitude of possibilities I cannot meet.

In elaborate stages I unfold a montage of time that will forever stand

as an idol of personal mythology, the memories of some rainy street.

I give voice to the philosophy that the limit of your passion has yet to be attained,

I alter your form with a magic that has only touched me when in need.

I now revisit old familiars and allow them total freedom, unrestrained,

but they do not serve as fodder only to satisfy some unjustified greed.


These images were inflicted upon you and you believed them a trial

designed to test exactly what skills you possessed for such unenviable tasks.

Like some heinous wraith of self-gluttony, you traveled countless miles

so you could retain some secrets and your sacred, scarred love of masks.

Devoted to a typhoon of chaos that caused you to lose any sense of control,

and ignorant of the hearts of others who have fallen in your wake.

I now revisit old familiars and seek to purge their woe from my soul

and I finally understand the nature of the measures I must take.

[George.Wright]

Nice work.
Georges