| I’m
looking for a sign .......seeking symbols I can clash and crash together .......like waves on a beach of a world .......I don’t know yet and I’m yearning for .......an alchemy of artists decomposing into poses too rosy to be rude .......riding monstrous formal forms deformed in nature .......malnourished of poetic pulse .........................and pleasure and I’m fading frail on a stage ............of our own making .......sighing secrets of family over some river .......rowing home |