Archive for May, 2016

Ed Wood

Our lives they take us where they will
the heart it must obey its call
we trample over God until
God bends to that which conquers all.
Siren like, the dream it sings
upon her rocks to dash our hopes
the sweetness of the chase begins,
a vision which surpasses awe.
When darkness can’t illuminate
the air departs like dying breath
Upon that sigh again we rise
The bitter sun laughs as we fall.
God in man. The man in God.
Yet the devil takes the good,
the father, son, unholy ghosts
me, my nightmares and Ed Wood.

I was thinking about Ed Wood and the futility of following the dream of art and yet it sings…

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