I Am Drawing a Blank

over 200 collaged paintings on a 3 x 7 foot panel. mixed media. (click for full size)

The mole is a non-terrestrial visitor

it opens my head up

the clock springs leak out like pink toes on face farmers

and eggs come in and eggs go out

Cryo suited city beached babies

sharing fags with freaks

wait for the gray caterpillar suits to

propel us into the darkening fields.

 

Your eyes multiply on your face into

the dimples of an egg

of a shambling land squid

and all the shadow thoughts

surround me, poke me, with

slightly irritating daggers.

 

Underneath I am hard

for your golden eggs

and a memory of our bodies

intertwining like entrails

of two immaculate slaughtered angels

of blue mist and red sky

lies between us like cartoon thought bubbles.