soluable.

art is pain
hard form grace
why suffer
hear the bold
how we try

they could perform
by modeling some beer soon
at an old studio neo-dazzle
but instead

come as harmony
no stroke - full balance
experiment wildly
know death drunk
have water always, she said
dead weld - angry, dry

captured for paint only
feel day more, she said
hear then scream madly
investigate a piecing, mounted approach
to surreal aesthetic junk

must they be
so above color
whose metaphor is it anyway?
though rhythm like angels
gives this monument glorious waste

ask to see & almost imagine
let her draw young absurd ink
write passion from dust

about our impression
my soft empty shard smoke
his live electric paint was my masterpiece
smeared the scale
sculpture icon
i ate him.

did i make glass break?
appearing has demand
never see a latex film
& create drug fashion
think free

when every black raw psychedelic joy
chisels us blue
white picture too
you were best nude
composing sex canvas
throwing fiery, metal silhouette
through miasma
and rigid purple subject