living life on paper sheets, in between nights and days. paper planes that'll never reach their destination. phone calls that hang dry like raw art. painted sculptures are a fantasy, my sensory hands, are voluble, in evening's breast. the clock moans for tomorrow's ******, and it's dull hums yesterday. like raw art, on winter. hanging dry, devoid of existence. only citizen of the dead soul.
~ atop the Manhattan skyline her similitude descends as rain we see her wonderwork we see her water-standing her very abandonment of draperies unassuming and artless where the heedless moths settle with bodies of mystic warmth colored with rose and a dash of flame ~ – for Audrey Munson
Audrey Marie Munson (June 8, 1891 – February 20, 1996) was an American artist's model and film actress, today considered "America's First Supermodel." In her time, she was variously known as "Miss Manhattan", the "Panama–Pacific Girl", the "Exposition Girl" and "American Venus." She was the model or inspiration for more than twelve statues in New York City, and many others elsewhere.
A face, a form and a surface ready to be scorned. Features, edges, texture, lines- all part of something bright in spite of putting up a fight. Restless, stoic, agitated are words to combine in order to express the world which I call mine.
Sitting, staring or a mere passerby thinks as though I'm a puzzle to entangle and intertwine but rather I am a piece that has paid her lease in order to attain what they call peace.
An art called by hardly any two; strange and displeasing said by a few. Deep down I know I'm remarkable even if the flicker of intensity from my eyes are invisible.