watercolor, acrylic, and pencil
my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fataltools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex
-ecute strides of cobalt
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becomingsomething a little different, in fact
hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.