Jackson, Amadeus
There was something in the way he moved.
A child of exceptional talent raised
in a controlling and exploitative world
and used by the jungle for any purpose
other than his own welfare.
Never allowed to develop his own
survival strategies other than
a bizarre external life.
The only peace, the only escape,
being fantasy, the neverland of childhood.
Doug Palmer July 2009
Posted over on Feel Free To Laugh
1 comment:
Hell, I almost like that one.
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