Sunday, December 29, 2013
SELF PORTRAIT/ Francis Bacon
THANK YOU , Tess...for all the Mags...at Magpie Tales
BEFORE THE MURDER
This is me in front of the door,
the one where ghosts hesitate to glide,
and you said that was my portal of passage.
Little did I know.
Remember the day i plunged down the stairs,
and you said what more?
As if you had been hurt, not I?
Don't wish me bad I said,
but you laughed and whispered,
kill you most likely.
What more can befall me,
paintings building up in the corner,
stains bleeding onto the canvas,
sited where pain was lodged.
You want to know
how much will they pay
for the further torture of your eyes.
I didn't mean for my art to please,
I didn't mean for my life to please.
I should have embraced, "smile please,"
instead of painting hell stinging the canvas,
the snake of Eden slithering out of the tube.
Now you see me with my soul intact,
before you struck your blow,
and couldn't tell that I was smiling.
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Let's have a Happy New Year!!