Sunday, 27 March 2016

The urge.. ( Drum, paint and other expressions)

Batterings. Coarse cracks in smooth grain. Dented over, she totters statue and stone entombed in clay.
The hit of wars in a third eye collapse - drowning-middles and disappearing days. 
Those climax points. Rotted-in potential harm waiting on a feral hope to force a way.    MB


© Maurice Sapiro at satchi online

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