Monday, August 26, 2019

2.2672 : 8/26/12 : Ultrachrome

Why can I close my eyes
and see the kind of beauty
that I know I could bring forth
in my complex way up North
beauty frosted black
bead blasted dark effect
down in the basement of my home
I call this one the ultrachrome
Part art part mix and match
fire up my chromatograph
injections on the gas tap
good directions to the flame trap
but it's all dumb fantasy
world is not could you ever be
no time to wait around
necessity drives me to ground

what

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