inspired by Steve Veilleux's 'Carnival Town'
his dream axis spins & shoots phantom fireworks into the sky, slate blue tainted by the last glow of summer. rebellion is the sweat on his palm, the call to the ocean: 'i'll cross to the other side where nobody knows who i'll become.' & the water laughs & chants: 'there's always the future for you to burn, my child.'
I enjoyed what you've done here - in particular the potential you express for crossing to the other side.
ReplyDeletedamn! this comment made my day :)
ReplyDeletenice piece--lovely images. it seems an inverted counterpart to one i did too:
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fireworks or kismet or something.