About Me
A DISPLAY OF MADNESS...The Anatomy Lesson hangs with bending
Hues of motioned tissue, glancing at my body
Exposed, witnessing it soaked, and aware I air dry;
Dodecahedron drawn to exist in the bareness
Carried on my bathing ritual.Please excuse my stark assumption,
Placing your delineated canvas as a mirror
Poised to judge nothing more than one activity in the
Eventuality of my whole day, but placing our anatomy
Liberally elsewhere would be a display of madness.Garmentless Wickstrom, does it offended you if I
Appreciate your curving flesh because it’s posed gownless?
Not bearing in mind that you shaped it through tekhne!
Graced it with the lines the mind can string together
Efficacious effigies, through and through, until
Reaching the depths of derivation, beyond the surface!Last we spoke, you felt blocked and flustered,
Often by the lack of breathing space, and felt
Open to hyperrealism to try and adapt a
Kind of life-like moment where people
Seemingly are being themselves, and thus
Becoming your admirers because they
Are drawn and captured in their simple pleasures.‘Call it what you want’ you said, and willingly
Kept it untitled, as if, an expression of emotion
Aims at nothing more than being an abstraction;
Too strangely brewed and detached for
Modern consumption, yet brewed enough to
Exfoliate and cleanse my body for the day ahead. F.F.C.09 music layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts.com / MyHotComments
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REGARDING THE WHITE CANVAS
How I wish
For a movable feast.
Perhaps,
Where land may cease to exist
And the blue, the clouds, the sun
Drips from the sky,
Drip from the sky
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