Everything the eye sees can be seen in across the skin.
Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Visual Art Contest.
Everything the eye sees can be seen in across the skin.
Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Visual Art Contest.
There once was a town,
Or well, a place
Where children danced and played games like people in another place.
They ran jumped and hide and laughed
Well for some who were there.
A glossy face
To cover disgrace
Sometimes even with events
Sometimes leaves a bigger dent
I don’t need it
And neither should you
Because even with it
You’ll see right through
Death is a purple cake,
It’s icing as smooth as a freshly painted wall,
Lucious as dreams
It’s taste as skyscrapers are tall
Death is a dog,
Fur like a cloud,
Comments
I love the contrast from the black and white on the eye to the colors on the skin. This image left me breathless and blown away.
Thank you!
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