melted and marred,
the landscape, unrecognizable,
a painting of regions on the way to hell,
or visions of the pathway to heaven,
the land doesn't seem to be of this earth,
nor do the specters lurking in the painting,
marred and melted.
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poetry and art by Douglas Polk. Art is politics . . .written, verbal and visual . . . .involving power, influence and conflict. Douglas Polk
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