object and poem 3

Hey freaks, here's some more interplay between objects out there and the influence they can have on creative endeavors (that's the topic of the third zine, so so so). And you know we're getting geared for the performance at the Cathedral of Junk this Saturday at 8PM. Come out and devour the scrap with us.






object poem 3

there were no walls
where
you stood;
it
was the mirrors, instead,
that

had you around and round
in a black leotard.
no
one suspected;
you were the artifice
in the flag,
the gender type dance
card.

and in you we
experienced
entropy; and in you
a red light;
and in you the scattering
of day for night.