mind's eye

the demons of your mind's eye
by papa z



surrounded by the heroes
and the demons of your mind's eye,
i overheard someone say
they had come to this show by mistake,
with a red, fleshy muscular hero,
wrestling a giant weeping carp,
it was intense

the colorful spectacle, the grotesque gestures
and fantastic imagination of Einstein’s brains leaping
out at you like the latest conceptual spin on Felix the Cat

it's a riotous observable, tactile feast of safari warriors,
monstrous octopuses, sexy damsels and boiling seas,
everything is bold, surprising, liberating

face and identity do not matter,
the only precious obsession is the endless
stream of creativity from your heartstrings