emotions seared without heart speared like the mixing of the molecules sweat and oil pressing together distance gone with out setting a p…
she set the easel up steadying the back leg with an old glue tube while raising up in her chair she spots it, there it was,
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
turning the faucet on and asking for something and out it pours, free flowing and full of color, abstract for the eye to see
the goose bumps resonating essence leaking out as emotions
the tears didn’t leave a trail into the corn field till after the couple was found frozen and dead but left many puddles after
all my progress was placed in the lost or stolen box as the train of eyes cross the sky in puffs of clouds racing for the chicken soup
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
what is the focus while the continuous diving off the plank is performed for art sake’s the seeping in as moths
shy timid in a way that makes the blood warm, beating as it pump… the words from the finger tips creating it’s own world - to live… or dream of, the stars tell the st…
the whole house was going to town blinking in timed segments dazzling
the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots
down yonder it gracefully glides cascades of color to my surprise light on one side - confides in the corner where it hides the reflection of the shadow
the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride
loud louder loudest loudest yet louder still more