Anxiety, of course,
and unknowable future heartlands
where malleable mountains ache to
satisfy my soul
wait with a mouth still wet from a hungry kiss
to lick
to smile
to tell that strange and potent ancient truth
"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls" Picasso
Anxiety, of course,
and unknowable future heartlands
where malleable mountains ache to
satisfy my soul
wait with a mouth still wet from a hungry kiss
to lick
to smile
to tell that strange and potent ancient truth