Contributor: Jonathan Beale    
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Too vast and even too bold
A desert too huge to lose 
And obviously lost completely.
The colours clear as water 
A poignant life. And as necessary 
One can view the point 
One can feel the point in one’s side; 
Some awaiting some action - 
The blood flowing with water 
This simple eye in the world
Stretched ever outward. Ever outward
The world is upside down 
Never back to front. It looks one-way
And then tomorrow grows in its tiny way 
Taken to be given. So life is.
The orange. The red. The vision 
As a ‘50’s road movie - retold
…Some young actor; broken 
Some writer- whose raw judgments - him,
Or controlled lusts above his head
A time in which a freedom
Roamed around…
For a while, the sanctuary of cigarettes 
Beer and greasy food and life – a sort of life.
Passion that now seems unsafe. 
We’re as lush as a tropical garden 
A life with colorful birds.
The age that grew - lost - finds a simple solace 
The emotion taken is shared and life is given 
Taken at the time now. Rightly 
The dream state number one
The caught artist within the vortex 
A drowned state and lost soul 
As the eyes swirl and look up 
And look up until they drop 
A strange aridity covers the flesh 
Gauze unrevealing the idea
Leaving enough hidden. 
The final trip - californication? 
The restaurants’ in New York 
Blatantly bare. Now Iconography 
Undersigned scarcely unmade up
The deep eyes plundering a life 
Through an eye for art maybe
Taken from the mesh. 
Against the back of white
The merging emotion unrounded
Just existing as…
The face values in mitigation 
Every icon that you are and were 
And could become 
Life was too huge 
And in some ways just 
Too - small - not enough 
The artists hunger: 
To relay his world: 
As he sees fit, and as he sees…. 
His eyes energy - as I watch 
Against my morning screen 
Taken from life - returned to.
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Jonathan Beale is a poet, occasional book reviewer, and has to work for a living until the Fates give him a winning lottery line. He has been published in many journals in England and America such as Decanto, The Screech Owl, Danse Macabre, et al. He is currently working on a volume for Hammer and Anvil. 
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