Monday, April 27, 2009

between self


always the same voice
though changed in structure
water repeats itself


gathering chairs like tree branches become arms


first impressions dominate perception of foreground as subject until examination of empty between disturbs the original sensation of where subject disappears to emphasize object


i am om, at the point where distortion alters perception and the self reflection becomes the shape ever sought as evidence of random intervention

2 Comments:

Blogger Dez M.E. King said...

I wish the discarded chair was a skirt...

9:48 PM  
Blogger dave said...

hahaha those are your colours !!!

5:49 AM  

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