The bars go by, and watching them his sight grows tired and fails to grasp what eyes are for. There are a thousand bars, it seems to him; behind the thousand bars there’s nothing more.
The supple gait of swift and powerful steps pacing out its circle on the ground is like a dance of strength around a center in which a great bewildered mind is bound. Yet now and then the curtain of the pupil silently parts: a picture goes inside, slips through the tightened limbs, and in the heart ceases to be, like something that has died.
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Manimal
Date: 2006-10-07 07:02 am (UTC)panther
Wanting to be caged
But something stood in the way
I was never quite tamed
I crossed the paths of right and wrong
And saw them take their toll
I saw armies that marched
And like animals they crawled
Evolution is a process too slow
To save my soul
But I've got this creature on my back
And it just won't let go
If I am only an animal
Then I can do no wrong
But they say something better
So I've gotta hold on
Der Panter
Date: 2006-10-07 07:17 am (UTC)THE PANTHER
Jardin des Plantes, Paris
The bars go by, and watching them his sight
grows tired and fails to grasp what eyes are for.
There are a thousand bars, it seems to him;
behind the thousand bars there’s nothing more.
The supple gait of swift and powerful steps
pacing out its circle on the ground
is like a dance of strength around a center
in which a great bewildered mind is bound.
Yet now and then the curtain of the pupil
silently parts: a picture goes inside,
slips through the tightened limbs, and in the heart
ceases to be, like something that has died.