THE HEALING HE ARTS 

The flower did grow

under cat's cradle glow

as power of color was captured...

 

The shreds of desire,

The dream of barbed wire,

A matrix released and enraptured...

 

Red patches of youth

dripping blue water truth

surrounding and stabbing the core...

 

The broken untruths,

Unspoken, Unused,

What the stroking of fingers is for.

Written By Jason Wright

JULY 24, 2006

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