Oh God! I pray, I pray. Keep me away from these people!
as I thought of all the things you said
I cut down my canvas's strings
sharp and thin and cut down my wings
as I thought of the person you been
and then I sing
it hurts, the sharp edges of the blade swing
and so it shall burn to defuse into better things
so here I dropped coffee on my canvas
with radome strokes of black ink
yes, it is
the hazards of sadness
canvas 40X30 cm
fire, coffee and black ink
