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Oct 2010
The Distant Stretch of Hallway We Call Modern Art
A cold place
(long hallway, dying breed)
paints itself warm with
the contagions of
skewered cerebellum.
A void of frame
shows a warmer, longer
hallway, with monochrome pillars;
opens up into charcoal sky:
painted by the charcoal eye.
Yet, fear –
later, below a wooden cross,
rests the screaming of a thousand
souls.
I SHOULD FLEE
Escape is not an option.
It has me;
the color has me.
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