Magpie #74 Don We Now Our New Skin

Don this mask and Become Someone
As Yonder Portals Calls
Beckons One to Inhabit
Its claustrophobic space
Its catastrophic place
Its catatonic zombietization of mind
Masks will do that

These Powers
Once worn
Are Here to stay
and Persuade away
all those who's very
Form
Rivals
the Forces Inherent in Nature
Cry Foul no wonder
there's still that matter of
the Increment
of rotting fish
as Death the toll-keeper
keeps sharpening

Don we now
to forfeit and don't forget Beget
A thousand years of frocked spirits
swirling in the clammy atmosphere
of New Orleans
These spirits imbibe
These spirits invoke
These spirits provoke
Angry, Reticent and Malevolent Mobs
of Seething under clenched teeth
The Fourth has Yet to come forth
and make an appearance

Don and Juan
Twin Spirits
now Appearing nightly
on Display daily
at the Whitney

Don the Cap and Gown
those who sensed
many many evil eyes peering
through cloaks and cloches
that horny head known to many
rotates and spins
like Linda Blair
too radically for my taste
Fate turns to Luck
We Discover
File an Information
have a hearing
the Incoherent babble demon
the many lies and Inconsistencies
the trepidations!
on a platter the gavel
fell hard
smack dab in the sweet spot

Dawn Refuse to Rise
Laying like death
strewn all over the floor
this congealed mess
of Sin and Shame and Death
did recall our years covered
now this unholy blood
splattered lust on our dust
corruptible flesh rots
now remade into incorruptible flash

A New Dawn Arises!
flesh no longer hanging from the bone
as those who await the hanging
the Fated One
paces the floor
retraces the door
recalls whats in store
to hang permanently
one day
upon this atrophied Wall
This Trophy of A Man

jj

Please take of your mask and create a new one; aristically; creatively! Right Here:
http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/07/mag-74.html

Thank-you Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for the photo prompt each week...I love Don who is a very dashing fellow!