Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Forgotten Self
Escape, retreat down the regretful halls, Escape, enter into the realm of mystic, Escape, me, I, self, want, desire, Let go, Free, myself of the bond, Free, myself of the chain, Free, myself of the memories, Let go, Drift, away from me thou foul dirty whispers, Drift, away from me thou horrible tool of self…
People, Prophets, Killer Clowns, and Cyclist.
People bow down to the wisdom, Great intelligence bestowed on their godless, Prophets who climb high the circus tent, Shouting out their commands as whips fall, Whack, whack, whack, smacking the sad Clown, On the poor old derriere, Out comes the knife, giving chase to the Prophet on the cycle, Pedaling his way in circular…
Project
So many unfinished projects laying about, clustering my office with their frizzy voices all screaming, “finish me, finish me… finish me!” Inside my head another voice rings out, “lazy, unproductive, product of depression, and utterly useless.” Then at times despite feeling out of control, lazy, useless, depressed, I have to make a 180 and help…
