Monday, August 8, 2022

After Surfing The Web For Peter Birkhäuser

directionless unconstrained imagination 
with shining teeth tears into memory 
glutted on the blood of dreams undreamed
crazed it stands before the canvas of the eye
the purest artist 
it paints 
monsters in the dark

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