bring them to life



my dreams have been invaded by serpents and arachnids. A cultural cocktail of sexuality, deception and re-birth.

dots dance in my dreams forming symbols, staining canvas. My blood runs thick with oil and turpentine and I slice my wrists to let it flow freely, dripping, spilling, until all is revealed. I want these monsters to breath.

2003-11-11 7:11 p.m.