I Will See Your Face

I will see your face
In the fallen leaves
In the back of the schoolbus
Where no children are sleeping
In the memory of the Refusal

I will see your face
In the palms of seekers
In the indecision of jailers

I will see your face
In the inorganic
Day turned to night

It will be hard to think soon
I will see your face
In the Bordeaux Blanc
My ears will ring
Is that you on the phone?

I will see your face
You, in your striped pajamas
In your earlier sleepy suit
For there is nothing linear here

The words will emerge lysergic
From the hands of fates
A long and prosperous life
A brief Moment
The butchers at bay
And you with your
Faded rose
Hold on until you are withered

And then
I will see your face
I will love a poet of France
A butterfly in an asylum
No mere ox
A Robert of hearts
Desnos of Desire

I will see your face

Illustration and Text © 2014 Thomas Altfather Good


Shot Of The Day: September 17, 2014

QOTD: The dialectic is an amusing mechanism which guides us / in a banal kind of way / to the opinions we had in the first place.
— Tristan Tzara

Quote is a proposed addition to:  The Hip Pocket Guide To Offbeat Wisdom by William Sauer

Backstory: There is no way to Dada. Dada is The Way. — TAG

Locale: Bucharest, Paris, Staten Island?

Equipment: Nikon F2 Photomic (DP-1) / Soligor (Tokina) 28mm f2.8 (Ilford HP5 / Kodak HC-110)

[ photo of Tristan Tzara by Man Ray ]

all images are available under the terms of the
GNU Free Documentation License (GFDL)

© 2014 Thomas Altfather Good

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