After Life Services

Beautiful canvas beautiful skin arrested smiles burgeoning love seeping into me oh, come on, karma talk like a french lover: "La vie est une fleur dont l'amour est le miel." | Life is a flower of which love is the honey and it is making me feel ill and cloudy. | Is this what we lovers get? Is this what lonely hearts feel when we mix love with art? Oh, come on, please. Karma is not enough i gave it up for camera. Remembering how i felt most intense pleasure piercing my heart upon a figural stone shaped as a monster's heart. I messed objects with abstract thoughts and lost myself which became more real. and everything and every sense and every thought tried to devour me within a black throat of fear and it tried plainly ~~ i use to daydream at night and paint colors in the darkest thoughts of my mind; everything oh everywhere and everythis and everythat |and it tried to eat me | i woke up believing i was right here now. Where i threw colors within my head where i drew deepest fears away when i was there when you cut me with your words/i tried to say...i tried to say tried to say.... Love is everywhere. :: 07.07.2022 ::