Miro Made Surreal
bright doodles
erupt
from unconscious
minds
the common fears
and complaints of life
Of looking into
of looking through
the imperceptible crowd
of creative gravity
found
things no-things
no-forms
afloat
whirling
or resting
in the
mansions
housed
within
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2023
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