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My Life Is A Conflict Of Interests

April 13 2019

My Life Is A Conflict of Interests

Hell inside a blue box

March has been a very busy month with selling a couple of paintings, bookings for shows and recording my summer time noodles,  I Find Peace In My Garden. At the moment it seems my life has developed  a deep conflict within itself, my day job  a stark contrast from my real career within the arts. More often than not on my commute to my day job I experience friction and irritation deep within my being. I feel as though I’m wasting eight hours a day on meaningless labour to pay the bills. More often than not I grit my teeth against mind numbing boredom my mind growing dark and hostile against the annoying corporate shoes I have to wear during the day. More often that not I look around me and  witness the life being sucked out of my coworkers. At some point they go on autopilot and in a zombie like state watch the clock waiting until 4pm to bolt out the door as fast as their feet can take them.  Continue reading “My Life Is A Conflict Of Interests” →

FEATHERS

Adorned

feathers of a peacock.

Blue, orange and gold.

Shuffling, preening, sunlight glints, shattering upon my beauty.

Adore me for I know I am beautiful.

Insolent, arrogant and invincible.

In the shadows between my feathers I am haunted.

Hunted by the darkness, it cracks my paint, peals my skin.

Burns my eyes.

My crown tarnishes at its touch, my soul freezes from its breath.

Where ever I run it follows me.

Running through the forest I catch my foot on my pride, the ground rears up to meet my grace.

I feel its weight between my shoulders pressing out my breath, tearing at my feathers. Scattering my paint, my skin and my grace.

It takes my eyes and turns them to the inside.

Hear my screams echo through eternity.

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