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Sep 2010
And the ink from one page
begins to seep into the glue
and the red paint I used
starts to slide into the blue

and the colored pencil
begins to erase slightly
all the marks that I made
have become all mighty

All collages converge
My creation takes start
it opens it’s jaw wide
I’ve been eaten by my art
Written by
Joseph Perales
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