Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

~uuu-uuu-uuu~uuu~

- Purdone - ink wise -

trom---bosis
the echo disturbs
canyon (W)alls
crumbling towards
nega-gravity
so re: mote
as mall part/ickel

alas....free/quent
the mapped one/der
in pitiful obtusion
sore(ing) high
(w)reckless/ness
lochness

and all is
as it should
for Y knot
unties E/G/O
ergo, plain
vanilla (?)

a loft aloft... the night sky's sequins
smartly in tune sparkle incessantly -

(((((:: Y/awe/N ::)))

... yonder echoes (d)tract from nimbus because...

____|||____
Cecil B. Lee

I dunno
It is eloquent
Has a life of its own
Thank
You

word play. a play on words.

words are after the fact.

thought came after silence.

silence births every thing.

words don't believe or do.

mind believes in words to.

I love that quiet before the brainstorming