Street Corner Symphony

"Street Corner Symphony" - gesso/charcoal/acrylic

things.

You feel the presence

of things weighing down.

things that constrict

like a py-thon

things that sits 

on your shoulders

and squeezes your neck and you feel 

the warmth of its embrace.

things clings to you

like a grabbing child, reaching, clawing

it sings to you

a somber dirge

nestled in your ear canal.

you never forget it's cadence!

how would you?

how could you?

things.

and all the while you desire

to fling things from you. 

yet things clings

like the too-loud noise 

and shell-shocked,

you fall 

from the too-loud noise 

and shell-shocked,

you fall.

de ja vu it seems... 

yes, we've been here before.

we've seen these things.

things.

...the apotheosis of crimes?:

then why does it linger 

infinity times?

... [pause] ...

things.

Thinking, Man.

  "Thinking, Man."  -acrylic/charcoal

Enfowunua

enfowunua (ehn-foe-woon-yoo-uh)

noun.

Etymology: unknown

A state of unspeakable ambiguity.

*Not to be confused with asdifoavuer, which is rather a state of conflicting feelings.  Enfowunua denotes a strong ambiguity of feelings.

We['ve] Wait[ed] and Pray[ed]

"We['ve] Wait[ed] and Pray[ed]" - acrylic wash/oil pastel

What kind of art is this?

What kind of art is this?

... So hard to kiss.

You'd better not squander this.

Steppin' untrodden paths,

the garden's wrath

Speaks of a love won fast

Grown strokes with a detail brush

breathe as they must

to simply live and let lust. [die]

Who knows what the symbols mean?

Glean what you can, or must, 

from this earthy scene.

-DDargan

Strong Enough?

I wonder...

Am I strong enough?