A quiet place be kept
Eat The Paint
That madness conferred by
the world be yours to claim.
That mocking crows scatter
before your westering easel.
That no curved line may fend off
a thousand cuts of the straight.
That small things shut unto your
eye may bloom large in others.
That a quiet place be kept for you
in the time no sound may intrude.
the world be yours to claim.
That mocking crows scatter
before your westering easel.
That no curved line may fend off
a thousand cuts of the straight.
That small things shut unto your
eye may bloom large in others.
That a quiet place be kept for you
in the time no sound may intrude.
Joseph Gallo
February 13, 2013
February 13, 2013
post-time 4:19 PM
2 Comments:
The mind of an artist…perfect.
Blame Vincent. ;-)
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