Black Hole Fishbowl

Black hole


As scattered

shoulder taps

reach the soul

too fast…

The rain drops

map highways

of little veins

on the glass…


About the artist:
*can speak seven dialects of subterranean punk, 45 and a half Keith Richard dialects.
*blows kisses to the clouds.
*was a volcano in a previous life.
*paints it black.
*believes in locomotion.
*spent her childhood in a treehouse with strawberry shortcake.
*one of these strange days she will be caught in the celebration of the lizard.


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