Art is brutal and good hunters we must become

We of slow suicides live in the symphony
of flowing time, whose currents we endure
With our cacophony of rational thought
closing the distance or our mortal plays

We of the mother’s born lay diminished
by the events spider, whose poison
touches all actors that vie for affection thus
removing those we touch as is rightfully so

We of the battle born grow weary much
as the years must dwindle so, where pride
and lust will have us grasp and grip
the last of our times with growing force

We of the artist eye will reveal more
to those who crave for beauty
to be slain and brought to their door
but we chose that life, that was the choice

Art is brutal and good hunters we must become

Bruce Ruston 2012

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12 thoughts on “Art is brutal and good hunters we must become”

  1. Reblogged this on shafiqah1 and commented:
    I am going to write a response poem to this poem because I love it so. And Bruce, you should read it, and come out of the witness protection program you have apparently enrolled/entombed yourself in of late 😉

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