Reptiles (Escher)
#103
“I do not sense that I have lived this life before.”
“Don’t you ever wonder if there’s something more
Than crawling endlessly from book to cup to floor?”
“Our lives are an endless and parabolic bore.”
“I’m happy to sacrifice to enlightenment,
Would our creator boast of being heaven lent.”
“I’d know what it all means if I knew what I meant,
Allowing myself to vanish into parchment.”
“I’m damn tired of looking at your tail, that I know,
And can’t wait to reach the polyhedron to blow!”
“Yes, we all feel it’s an extravagant show.”
“I can’t not climb the set square set there long ago.”
“Speak for yourselves!” exclaims the reptile in the cup,
“I’ll climb down now. I will never again climb up!”
Note: This sonnet is one from a sequence of poems after paintings or images called “Brushstrokes.” The entire sequence can be viewed at the blog, Zealotry of Guerin.
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