The Dissolution of Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Pairing poetry with art

Submitted: July 12, 2010

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I stood in the gallery.
Staring at the painting
Leaned up against the wall.
I could almost see the breeze blowing through the frame.
The man looked so peaceful
So at ease
Even as the wind seemed to blow right through him.
His arm stretched upward
While his body dissolved away.
Skin melted to muscle melted to bones melted to nothing.
His face was so calm
Did he feel relief
That all his problems were gone,
That the world was gone,
That nothing mattered anymore
Except the feeling of the breeze
Kissing his innermost workings.
Sometimes I wish I could just melt away,
Have all my problems liquefied,
Everything swept away by the wind.
I lift my arm upwards
And imagine that breeze
Imagine the feeling
Of relief
And bliss
And an utmost lack of feeling.


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