The Oracle gave me the enigmatic title first and then two seemingly disparate messages. The messages reminded me of these word collages I did for the Kick About challenge which used the posters of Saul Bass as inspiration.
we long to become wild starsailors–
embraced by oceans of healing night–
opened inside out and flying
words bleed into air
voices die surrounded by need
hard to breathe
who listens to our dark and broken hearts?
when the hidden clue
is fluctuating between
sinister truth and the vestiges
haunted by an inferno of blood
shattered by grief–
why this needless danse macabre?
if you follow fate far away to the return of time
that the passage into prophecy and myth