48" X 72" ACRYLIC AND INK MULTIMEDIA IN CONJUNCTION WITH
CHICKEN WIRE ON A LOUON PANEL FRAME

I SAW THEIR LIPS, SMELTING AS I HAD DONE BEFORE, AND WILL AGAIN, UPON THE BANKS OF THE DEAD SEA.

CRISSCROSSING THE CENTER OF THE HOURGLASS BEFORE THE GRAINS FELL UPON THY RETINA I SAW THE NEGATIVE OF THESE MOMENTS AS ORANGE AS THE SUNSET OF A SUMMER EVE BEFORE THE PRIMITIVE MACHINES CAME.

WHEN THE SMOKE OF BLUE HUES HIT THE WHITE LIGHT I FLASHED FORWARD TO MY PAST SO THAT I COULD REMEMBER THE FUTURE WHEN ANT MACHINES CARRIED FEMALE TORSOES FROM THE HIGH MOUNTAINS OVER THE IRON FISTS THAT PUNCH THEIR WAY THROUGH THE EARTH LIKE THE TEFLON COATED SHOVELS I USE AT WORK.

MEN WITH CLAY FEET TAKEN HITHER AND THITHER BY A TIDE SET IN MOTION BY MEN OF WAX.

THOU HAST CASHED IN A PAYCHECK OF LITMUS PAPER UNFIT FOR THE ACID OF THY FATHERS' CHAMBER.

IN THE TOWN OF ALKALI I SAT FOR THREE DAYS AND THREE NIGHTS IN A SCHOOL THAT BORE A WINDOW YIELDING THE EMPTINESS LEFT BY THE GREED OF BATTERIES THAT PUSHED PHOTONS IN CRUDE CHILDRENS GAMES.

JOVIALITY WAS NOT A GAME WHEN I WAS GROWING UP IN THIS LIFETIME.

ART THOU A BRONZE STATUE TO BE LAUGHED AT LIKE THE CALENDARS OF YOUR DAY?

DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE NATURE OF THE WEB IN ALL ITS COMPLEXITIES AS THE PRIMARY STRANDS MAKE PATH TO THE LUNAR HEAVENLY BODY.

GIVE YOUR FLOW TO THE VOID IN THE ETHER AND GRAVITY WILL KEEP YOU AFLOAT IN THE DARKEST SEAS.

LOVE YOUR PRIMARY ENEMY, AND SING TOGETHER, THAT SONG YOU ALL HATH FORGOTTEN AT THY FIRST LIGHT OF THEE LATEST TUNNELS BORED.