(notes i wrote)

it seems you can google verything

and put your life a right

i just paints, and if you

read Terry Frost

you will understand.



drawing lines
in paper, cutting,
bleeding the lead
into showers,
and explosive marks


the power house rears its head again
pouring images down
like rain
while gavin bryars plays



repeated



jesu’s blolod never failed him yet

unlike the titanic

which sank