Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

but he's got nothing to say
he is consumed by gnats and mosquitos
they pick at his sores
they whittle him down
and bitch about his sour blood
what do they expect of him
tell me, exactly
what do you expect
genius? a purity of expression
that no one can deny
the virgin stone begs for inscription
it howls and screams
it whispers invective, innuendo
faker! dilettante!!
go back to your scribblings
switch from pen to pencil
your fingers are weak
nails haggard, torn
you are a victim of those who love you
their visions and expectations
in silent measure, keeping the beat
like a stuttering metronome
allegro - adagio
and back again,
a rogue moon in search of a planet
pocked and cratered
waiting for the eclipse

cool piece

interesting how you got from the insect images to the moon image, with the writing and ego dilemma sandwiched in the middle

i like it

thanks doreen. i'd like to do the piece at a reading; i think i could make it work.

I'd like to be there and hear that!

coming to baltimore any time soon?

how's the new school? where are you?

i'm in cincinnati. school is tough but interesting - ancient greek is kicking my ass - but i'm doing real good in my ancient history classes. it's a killer department - i love it. the transition has been bumpy - an economic struggle. it's like the early colonists with their starvation period! i'm getting too old for this, but it seems to be my lot in life.

he is consumed by gnats and mosquitos
they pick at his sores
they whittle him down
and bitch about his sour blood

Very cool image.