Tell me what is real and what is fluff.
Understanding is outside of our brains
Somewhere between heads
My self has not shrunken
It crowds my head yet
Off with their heads.
Leave us only the sane of soul
Do we need chaos and storms
For Laughter and Lightening
A perfect fire
Burns real things
Into ash and heat and light and smoke
To begin again
From oh so little
Wind, Fire, Water, Earth
The Atoms spin
The Earth Spins
The Moon spins
The Sun Spins
The Planets spin
The Solar System spins
Stars spin
The Galaxies spin
My mind spins
Death is the period at the end of a sentence.
Do we need chaos and storms
For Laughter and Lightening
A perfect fire
Burns real things
Into ash and heat and light and smoke
To begin again
From oh so little
Wind, Fire, Water, Earth
The Atoms spin
The Earth Spins
The Moon spins
The Sun Spins
The Planets spin
The Solar System spins
Stars spin
The Galaxies spin
My mind spins
Death is the period at the end of a sentence.
Studio Open to visitors
email me!kikofish@svtel.net
Floor tiles for under Buckley's freestanding wood burning stove in new addition.
Prairie Pair 10.4 X 8.4"
In March to be at Seasons on St. Croix in Hudson
for
Living Landscapes
$175 each
In the studio:
In progress
Buckley's Tiles above.
Other new work
Come Visit Studio
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