Sunday, 2 October 2016

jeffree skewes #23 Centre way

 August 26, 2016

High mountain
sleep amnesia
restless passage
older burns
not merely dejà vu

waking to the voice
a hammered lightning bolt
like in the Book
spoke just one word

without a clue
I wondered what to do
that pronoun's midnight
truly lost on me

sent away
I sat unmoved
before climbing on again
no mystery now

it's only me!

Image: am (detail) synthetic polymer paint, sand, ash on stretched canvas / jskewes

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