I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Tag: texture
abstract blend 12 – Lost Letters
Please write – do you still have my address ?
I’ve forgotten it .
The edges of brittle tape
corrode as they touch the destination.
Sand & Wind make for poor pens –
names, dappled sunlight,
rustle in the branches.
Salutations grow cloudy,
signatures depart
with the dew.
