The Cage

The Cage

Sketches for Mannikin Dreams and Despair
© 2011 by Duane Kirby Jensen

Note: Text in sketch is rough. The content below shows revision and my be revised again once moving to the painting stage.


The Cage

Scouring the city for the last remnants of his fallen kin, he begins to sense a deep mourning, a cry for tears. Following the sensation, he comes upon her still form. A survivor put on display to be mocked, badgered, and humiliated for the amusement of men. Her body showed the scares from being dragged through the streets.

Each moment within the cage deepened her sense of loss. The loss of movement, the loss of hope, the loss of kinship, and finally, the loss of identity.

Even after the hordes had faded, the way rats scurry back into the shadows, she could still hear the bile of their taunts and feel the jabs of their sticks, cans and umbrellas. Each second she became smaller and smaller until she was on the verge of disappearing from herself.




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Beneath the din of constant batterment,
the mind retreats into deep shadows
seeking a moment of calm,
to taste an instances of serenity,
as flesh suffers the corporal consequence
of being chained to the physical world.

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