… and pieces

Pieces piece~meal/ hungry for organisation/ perhaps a cause/ installation

Adagio process decousaiced on a battered old case, with sores that take their time to mend. Even then, life evidence remains; patination in the carsitecture; loose seams holding it together with agar agar soup and musts of bygone hums.

Torn between leaving paper thin silk lining, scorched by quite obviously infected moth~wee, and not. Fading deep burgundy punctuated by urinochre, states shrine to a winged creature’s colour theories.

I wonder where it will go when with me has passed.

Will moss tufts, continuums damp marram for doldinge, hightlight adagios dense magnetism to things of th wayside.


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