They never try to cross the misty bog anymore afraid of what they might find looking down at them through a window. There is a space between us, so dense even time gets lots in the mist and fog of our breath. Words travel the knights trudging across the moat around your, our, mind. A castle so tall and thick only ghosts make it in. Wraiths I can see through the windows to haunt you with regret and pain. All those what ifs slinking down corridors, corporal assassins that will try and try again. Their venom coursing through your body, their daggers stuck into kidneys and spleen, severing tendons and joints. Unceasing until you, and I, just give in. Death offers a release in words of sweet nothings in your ear, but god rears up in a lab coat hooking tubes into veins to filter the poison. Injecting medicine to keep you alive, trapped in a tower in your mind, a damsel in distress. A princess forgot by her captors or maybe they have been slain, dead in their beds, and no one thought to save you. The spirits, your only friends until you, our, children finally honor your DNA and end the torture, once the money runs out. I ask for cereal but my mom says staying home sick is no holiday. And makes me tasteless broth and oatmeal mush instead. I'm upset, but I realize I don't have any teeth anyways. Did the tooth fairy go rogue and steal them? I ask my mom. Did it get greedy and back out on our deal, decide not to play? She just smiles and gives me my vitamins. And demons scream silence from the walls, but only when you open your eyes to their horrors. Their worshippers in green and blue jumpsuits force pills down your throat. Monitoring you form the inside out. Drugging you to the point where you see the dead pass by like invisible visitors never stopping to say Hello. Only leaving unopened letters in their wake. The radio plays my favorite song but aren't they being pretentious calling it a classic so early? The demons finally steal your soul, I can see it trapped, tapping on the window. But it vanishes if I look too long. I see them, those demons, laugh but only hear the beep of monitors, the shuffle of feet, and the murmur of a man who claims to be our son. There is a window separating us from him. From you. Bulletproof but sounds still leak through and their screams are sharper than any bullet. Their sobs, torturous, though I can't understand why. A smile comes to mind even as the tears fall, alone. Words scattered in a dyslexic stream of I know don't's and Recognize do even me you Dad's Senseless, surreal I remember on our first date We went to the beach. You looked so amazing in the morning sun. Glistening with sweat and water. A bronze god, smiling.
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Corroborations 2012 was held at the University Libraries, The University of South Dakota, from January 20 – May 4, 2012. The Corroborations 2012 exhibition paired USD visual arts and poetry majors in order to create new collaborative work and to both broaden acceptance and appreciation of alternative art disciplines.