about

the leper
 
my head festers somewhere amongst art, life - sic
and situations encountered as a paramedic, sick.
sick, shit, spit, piss, blood, gangrene.
discoloured odious rainbows
that rise like smoke ring speech bubbles
out of this congested urban labyrinth.
vaped snapshots of endurance, suffering, humour, sorrow, deceit and loneliness.
my art work fumbles around these snapshots attempting to understand our position
umbrellaring somewhere between intuition and reason.
here are - what?
(nitrous oxide guttered bullet cannisters)
paving slab mutterings under starry puddled paths,
that reflect back altered cultural fragments,
medicine maybe nature,
to be reimagined into something.
some thing that sometimes means something
and more often than not - doesn't.
failings and flailings

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