03 December 2008

paintings

i know just what you are
but i keep trying and trying
and trying
to craft you into

ma jolie

we would play dolls together
tea parties and dress up
gingerly handling their porcelain faces
living in a tricolor fantasy at

la grande jatte

we'd be 2 dimensional like in the photoalbum
life in stills without a soundtrack
instilling sadness that i cant control
i'm not in control if you go

afferma di essere: addio

picture after picture after picture
and i'm feeling fractured
i'm just distorted
damaged and awry like the

girl before the mirror

entering into the acid dream
everyone afloat but i'm flailing
in the dead sea drowning in the
dead sea i'm being devoured in

Guernica.

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