5 ELEMENTS


Among the dim storm reverberations, feel the spite optical aids key? Forest shadows reveal an epiphany forming inside the eyes focus. His eyes and the barren valleys below where tears weep have a vivid remorse for a virtual image running downhill:


color density, chilled sensation, into the place after waterfall when bent light deflects to shine on, where what happens sweeps by. This young man is not like a blank sheet. To freshen earth with an art seen clean as winter, like a maid,


man’s heart stays unknown until man must move. A single stroke with eyes open, brain structures to quicken total acceptance. One can intuitively feel this tincture beginning anew, not see what desires


his torso envies. Is the first step


with certainty we will want to see, a midnight feel on the remains? This is it, when both paths sense the carnal light bending. Hands are shaken toward youth, convergence becomes a curfew cry to reach yesterday. The master


quite simply a new composition and this queer vision,


stroke brushed of rehearsed freedom. Elemental after Hockney, with clear intention, encapsulated provision turns what’s inside out.


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