DESIRED CONSTRAINTS

Art, Poetry, and Video Production by Jo Dowling

For Daddy Feral by nature and reticent mind, this child was as wild as a rabbit I tasted the wine of convenience Half empty glasses smashed windows and floors A voice was the core of existence Revelry, chemistry, physics, and blood~I listened My passion was learning Like sudden combustion exploding in flame, this child signed her life with her family name

The mind clarifies radiant colors with bright illumination inside a night terror.. Yet our dreams lack distinct color and contrast We move with deliberate intent, as if gravity and physics exist inside a night terror~ Yet we have no awareness of weight or the existence of kinetic energy inside our dreams~we experience movement in a mercurial flow Yet dream and night terror share the same orgin~ Physiological creations of the brain~ Hallucinatory chemicals~ Psychedelic glandular secretions~ Eyes to the mind~ The night terror and the dream~ Physiology's hidden healing respite, horror, and quandary

The spectre's estrangement exuded contempt Resentment exceeded all reason Abandonment seeded deterioration-- In shunned isolation where portraits are hung Blood stains the entrance way And so I remain I dust off the portraits pretending to smile The spectre's estrangement  cannot harm the child

Reticent vagabond sifts through the bin-- No scent is offensive when hunger sets in......... Children of lucifer-- Scourges of sin-- Consequence threatens existence Providence-- Ignorance lives in the land of pretend-- If you visit there once, you will visit again

Beelzebub offers one porcelain hand The other examines my torso Slowly I waken- Satan remains Dependant existence- I choke on the taste My nakedness shames me- Lucidity fades The seed of a demon was planted today- Conceived of Beelzebub-, Succubus rape

I am of granite- Chiseled grey stone I cannot show my emotions Devotion no longer has rhythm or rhyme I am impervious- Enigmatic mind

Lucifer belches-- Such vulgar contempt Pretence of virtue confounds me Seeds of deceit thrive on foolish belief Jealousy feasts on bereavement Consequence sips from proclivity's cup Lucifer spits-- The estranged lick it up

All that we feel will be sealed in the darkness All that we say will then some day replay Our children will listen to silence and rain, and remember the walls where their names were engraved