AS IF HIS BRAIN IS SPREAD THROUGHOUT THE SMALL ROOM
CLUTTERED BUT ORGANIZED
FREE RANGE COCKROACHS, MINGLED WITH INSPIRATION
THE SMELL OF PAINT HANGS THICK IN THE AIR
CRUMBLED AND TORN PIECES OF PAPER AND CARDBOARD
SMEARED WITH PAINT AND FELT
IN A STATE OF CREATION
THE NEED TO COMMUNICATE
WALLS COVERED WITH LATE NIGHT VISIONS
REMNANTS OF THE BODIES NEED FOR SUBSTANCE ROTTENING ON THE FLOOR
UNCOVERED WINDOWS EXPOSING A WORLD IN WHICH ONE MUST SURVIVE
EVEN IN THIS WORLD TIME IS PART OF EXISTENCE
HANDS REACHING INTO THE ROOM
TOSSING AND RECIEVING NEEDED ELEMENTS OF AN ARTISTS LIFE
THERE IS NO LONLINESS
ONLY A SENSE OF SURVIVAL
NO CONNECTABILITY
IF THE DONKEY IS IN THE WINDOW
I AM HOME
IF THE DONKEY IS IN THE WINDOW I AM HOME
COMPASSIONATE CLAUSE
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