|Buttons|
like facial features
|Mice|
in the attic with insulation
Evening is gnawing the day
Away.
|Shades| against the
deep blue light - celestial rain
not wet, it is heavenly slumber
that descends, lapis lazuli.
|Faces|
ever elusive,
Hers or his or theirs
divine or bestial,
Even the crumbs
are holy.
|Sheets|
A transition is born
to itself & opens
wide eyes.
|Chalk|
Expressions of wild beasts
half-seen in the night
of interstellar
transmaterialization.
|Nouns|
actions taken
qualifiers pasted
absurd origins
chased.
|Repetitions|
eat, sleep, wake,
Everything is faces,
buttons awaiting engagement
And sleep will come
to the one who stays
between on this fine even.
@d-pend@d-pend here, for some reason I felt like doing these three loosely-themed posts today for morning, afternoon, and evening. Partly, it's in celebration of my deciding to keep a "normal" schedule as opposed to my more typical night owl regimen. I also decided to do a little sketching today, something I haven't done in years! I always thought I was pretty bad at drawing but enjoyed it nonetheless (knowing what I know now, it was obviously because I didn't practice that much :-D) I always felt particularly unskilled at drawing faces, so I was looking at a couple tutorials that definitely made a lot of sense. So in keeping with my philosophy with this blog (share consistently without getting too perfectionistic) I thought it would be funny to make these two faces my images for this poem.