Crushing dreams

Baby-rattle breathing disturbs my darkened slumber Like frozen fingers probing deeply to awake a muffled mumble Dreams of neck and vine entwined choke the wail of Stentor But a gasp of dawn has come again to crush oneiric candor art: (untitled) by Eric Lacombe *2020.09.06.11.01

Love me not

He loves me, he loves me not; He loves me, he loves me not She then languidly dispatched the butterfly’s wriggling body, Never understanding whythe outcome was always the same art: by Zao Wou-Ki *2020.09.05.13.31

Sheds heaven

Looking down on me Why would it be different Sheds heaven its tears art: The Blue Planet by Osnat Tzadok *2020.09.02.16.08