my vanity is intrinsically
linked to
artistic endeavor!
without one..
life is a b..?!

i am like a gold fish
where ever i look there
is me?!
(in the trees)
sometime, hopelessly
contorted in creation
and sometime real-
the search for
perfection
(other than
a mirror)
round and round
gill rot?!

surrounded by
treasure
and feces
(to tell one
from the
other..)
the curious
waters-change
come from else
where!?
my mouth goes
plop-plop!
and there!