Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio Bright Elusive A lifeline, a toy, a reasonto come,drawn from the ether,into being. Clean-slated but not really;formed by twocracked vessels with smokeof 10,000 things trailing. All things are bornwith a soul,but soul’s are finickyand chug off if doused with pesticide. For what did Pinocchio yearn but for his soul?Clambered down fromhis…
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Soul’s Womb
image link Soul’s Womb A warm wet cave Provides a snug, Nourishing cocoon, A shelter from the storm It is oh so cozy No need to fret here Snuggled in Hearing the reassuring thump thump thump Of pulsing capillary-rich beltways Saturated with hormones, giving Calm assurance That no harm can come here. —– The rutted…
