Art of Ivan Albright
Art of Ivan Albright
I hear a death rattle
feel gloom
despise grayscale-ness
flat black paint kind of background
lecherous guy
creepy skeletal hands
craggy face
shirt looks dingy, dirty, smudged
tablecloth is dank, dour, dusty,
grays and blacks, morose, macabre
I run from his art, screaming pink and orange.
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