I finally finished my painting i've been working on for a couple months now...
it's my interpretation of one of my favorite works by kristen ferrell. the poetry is solely mine however. I've never done a painting (or mural i guess as this kind of turned out) before so i thought i would give it a shot on the wall of my apartment... I think it turned out not too shabby...
slaughterhouse inside
fragile/ windows barred
walls cut/copy
orange blisters coat the beams
meat wet- slick- red oil.
(mother's milk is stale)
pop
goes
the
embryo.
bloodkins,
bloodkins
looming nearer-
teeth. sunset. fevers.
I shan't come quick,
No sir.
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it's my interpretation of one of my favorite works by kristen ferrell. the poetry is solely mine however. I've never done a painting (or mural i guess as this kind of turned out) before so i thought i would give it a shot on the wall of my apartment... I think it turned out not too shabby...
slaughterhouse inside
fragile/ windows barred
walls cut/copy
orange blisters coat the beams
meat wet- slick- red oil.
(mother's milk is stale)
pop
goes
the
embryo.
bloodkins,
bloodkins
looming nearer-
teeth. sunset. fevers.
I shan't come quick,
No sir.
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luther:
if you find it, i'm counting on you to fulfill my fantasy because i'm pretty sure no one else will. those things are IMPOSSIBLE to find.
wildhoney:
I miss it too 
It snowed a little in october (?!) but now the streets are empty I hope it will snow again soon..
It snowed a little in october (?!) but now the streets are empty I hope it will snow again soon..