Tinker Posted October 21, 2012 Share Posted October 21, 2012 Third Dimension (a Quaterion) Forgotten in a tight airless attic, a thing that was to prove problematic, a Halloween reflective diorama in reenactment of a psychodrama. The shoebox, webbed and painted black, a tiny coffin's cedar lid drawn back, inside a body stiff in death, an axe imbedded in the head, a final tax. A challenge to create this poematic with ghoulish display in frightful panorama. The sounds with screeching tone, elegiac and words don't always tell the lonely facts. ~~ Judi Van Gorder Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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