Thursday, November 19, 2009


I want to Burn down the barn
I'm tired of the stinky damp gamey smell of wet fur
I want to crawl up the splintery,rotted steps
to the dung heap on the plank floor
Rub two sticks together
and watch the glow.
Now I can see the Moon.


This painting is big. Maybe 5x5 feet. It is being held hostage by the enemy.

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