About My Work

Sunday, November 21, 2010

I See Sculptures



Manic sculptures, empty after beauty.
A husband of an angel, beside his home.
Soon dark despair will laugh, famously.

Come obsessive partner,
   understand your finger,
      follow the absurd girl,
         who wants a dust mountain.

Fast, write, draw. Use this to progress.
Handle it. Is she free
   of banal ideas?
My perfect sister,
   comes to fill my wild dates.

Imagine my instrument can give peace.

I am smoke.

with Jennifer Chicheportiche 9/5/06, 32, 33, 34


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