Domesticity

Another Rick Mobbs painting. I'm becoming quite addicted to his work.

Don't think, because the sharp-toothed fish are wound
in helix ribbons, that they're tame. Don't think
the horses yoked, one black, one white, are tame
although the chariot of Strength's supposed
to stand for opposites in tension, bound
in check by driver's will. Don't trust the Sphinx.
Don't trust the birds who nest above the flame
or girls who walk the violet-shadowed coast.

Don't think that anything is what it seems
especially if what seems is what you want—
your eyes are blinded by your foolish dreams.
Fish, horse, and bird, their souls forever wild
and also she who watches you aslant,
the riddling guardian of the sleeping child.


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