Lullaby No. 6 - Nonexistence

The empty walls exiled you
In the apprehension of dreams
Break the spell
The distance in your voice
Set back to the message
Written in clear blue skies
A nonexistence
Your canvas to believe
In what you will
Otherwise mere
The reminder of God's death
In the existence of the state
Of things
A condemned building
Whose spirits
Were sympathetic of the fair
Bedeviled the April witching hour
I saw the fire in your eyes my child
The breath of new life
In this empty spell
A European draft whistled
In the pliable nature of your freedom
Your Father wore on His sleeve
As He said, I am the Son
And you are one and the same
What I dream you become
What I desire you manifest
Your fiery eyes as cool
As the great blue ocean
And as fierce as the wanting itself
Like pearls
Darting from the light
Pensive they said
What thoughtlessness
Your eyes were like the depths
A mirror of my soul
Iridescent in the endless night of life
Turn to gray stone
What was left
The morning star nodded
In the direction of your fate
And with good Reason

Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com

Sermon on Reason at the Fridge Art Fair - Recording

Download and listen to the Sermon on Reason held at the Fridge Art Fair on May 10, 2014 in Long Island City, NYC, a reading from the Seven Sins of Reason and the Selvage.

https://www.dropbox.com/s/9kh0nhmobc2j7vv/Seven%20Sins%20Reading.m4a

Jason Greendyk
www.jasongreendyk.com