“Demand & Supply” by: Erik Johansson
T here’s an island city
rises from the sea
may not be for you
it’s heaven for me
every desire is satisfied
every night’s a fantasy
but you work your ass off
ain’t nothin’ free
there’s a suspended gondola
locked to most
but for the special
there are keys
those invited
have been given one
those who have none
are not invited
take your pitiful
elsewhere
please
to the inner sanctum
the gondola rises
come barefaced and honest
this place is brutal real
knife edge zeal
no agendas
no false guises
a place of labor
a place of ardor
a place of hard truth
a place of tough love
of amazing miracles
from wondrous minds
this place’l grip ya’
like steel binds
it’s the ever-pulsing artery
feeding the beating heart
of the truly free
come with me
and you will see
a most surreal
reality
but know
these are not lies
if you enter that door
to make that rise
you will be changed…
…forevermore
*
rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: dVerse
I love how you painted and made that place very special. I want to go there.
Thank you Grace… 🙂 All you need is a boat my friend… 😉
Alluring and mysterious. A place of ultimate truth, whether magical or difficult. I am convinced. Send me the gondola.
I was intrigued by the video as well (Zeal and Ardor).
Glad this resonated for you my friend… 🙂
I found this image a little eerie, and you justified it with the lines
a place of labor
a place of ardor
a place of hard truth
a place of tough love
of amazing miracles
from wondrous minds
So glad it resolved got you Reena… 🙂