(14x20 mixed media)
When the body’s pierced
The mind can fly
Faster than the speed of pain
Out to the reaches of the sky
Never to come back again
To places where it wept and bled
Places where it died
Before the others came along
To wave the past good-bye
"the alters
they go
round and round
downside up
and upside down
the alters
they go
round and round
and no one here
to stop
them."
...a silly song the kids made up,
to the tune of
"London bridge is falling down")
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