Digital collage printed on white glossy cardboard
|THE POEM BEHIND IT|
#COMMUTING IN CIRCLES#
Probably more a splash than hallucinating trash, the wander is electric. You sit, you’ve clicked. Neuro-pharmacy, ideal temptation for a potential rebalancing of rotten neutrons.
PINCH ME, SATAN! Debauchery, orgy, atrocities I may cause if you don’t stop me before the overdose. Not enough. NEVER ENOUGH. Them, her, who else in the rushing hour, direction NOWHERE?! Yet they know. How well they know, which seat you belong to and what station you’re meant to walk out from too. May you kindly and simply sit, still. SILENT & STILL. Because worthy of it? You’re literally dreaming, Kid. /ℭ.
|Dimensions||42 × 0.5 × 47 cm|