ANDRE BRETON is VERY DEAD BUT NOT SURREALISM

Surrealism. Poetry. Visual imagery with a dose of abstract tripping__/slipping words.

THE PRECIOUS terror is realizing

 most adults are dead children

or like a day that folds itself into

a basket of reborn night.  That long-

necked geese and stiff necks are 

either pretending giraffes or self

consumed souls; ignoring the mirror's

reflecting thoughts introspection

devours it's own mouth.  

  Surrealism is hickey upon my heart

that bests freezer burn sunlight any

now.  Kiss me you brilliant stupid

fool.

:: 08-30-2018 ::

Reviews

[William Michael Reeves]

Gotta keep your heart in an airtight freezer bag, you fool! Most adults are dead children, until we resurrect them. The key to maturity is letting our immaturity show when it needs to flow. Easier to ignore the mirror as we get older, huh?