The Shadow Zone

Here in this moment in time
as shadow people drift into our waking presence,
daily reflections consist of lifetimes ago.

We are among the living,
edging towards the elsewhere;
investigators lost in time,
surveying the atmosphere.

Do we really want to be consistently in such a pattern?

© April 2007 Sonja J. Phinney

Bound Transformation

Her life was much like a cartoon story.
In each frame she expressed her emotion like a fever quickly spreading.
Each wound, severe in its distinction.
Shot by Cupid
Shot by desire
Shot frame by frame
Explicit
Detailed.
Pressed into the papers, sometimes in color.

Returning to this expose,
A sigh waa caught in the text,
Like a fly in Venus’ trap.
Collapsing and devouring.
He settles into algorithmic focus.

Wrapping, transforming within the cocoon,
Wings growing.


© 07-Sep-2005 Sonja J. Phinney