Subterranium Surrealism

SUBTERRANIUM SURREALISM if you can from your head try make an opaque face a spoon down the throat left me speechless when it counted the most so many spaces and rooms rooms of rooms of rooms pebble portraits of bottle-top birds scraps of paper bearing blood words stains imprinted in a life unlearned © Kim van Breda—24 October 2015
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Lamoureux Avatar
October 26, 2015 at 9:28 AM
Interesting imagery!
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October 26, 2015 at 6:21 PM
Thanks Richard.. your encouragement is always appreciated ~~X~~
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October 25, 2015 at 6:02 PM
Thanks Michael and Mal... that's it... no part 2 or continuation...I made my point.. I think.. :) ~~X~~
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