THE DISILLUSIONED PAPIER-MÂCHÉ MAN

Old news paper and wheat paste

A collage referencing to yesteryears existence

All dried up

Hardened up

Can’t take a sup

Granted you will swell up

Fall apart

My hollow heart

I’m in you now

 

Brazenly restrained

The sextant abled you to follow stars

Numerous setting suns in a young life

I revere you

 

Sediment blues

Can you swallow the sky?

Dare you stick you hand in the water?

Dare you go out into the pouring rain?

Fall apart

or remain inane