ART

In this crazed human world where chaos and dissolution seem to be the norm rather than the exception, love and art are the twin pillars of my salvation.

ART

Art is a lonely business,
its fire rebukes the tepid reality
of casual behaviors.
it is a fire
that always must be fed,
it is ravenous,
it is contemptuous of compromise.

Art is a deadly endeavor,
its ultimate goal
to consume itself,
to come to the final resting place
of definitive union with being.

ART

Art is carnivorous,
art plays mercilessly
upon the artifacts of culture
ultimately spinning the remains
into dream-like consequences
that magically join
in grand coital revery
with the human heart,
art instills the hope of life again.