"Sketches of Style"

Eyes in the Heat by Jackson Pollock

Grandmother asks me what are those, my poems lie before us, I say they are not poems, they are "sketches of style" and repeat "sketches of style" over and over, then in my high school, I see a friend from university and he suddenly is trying to shoot me in the main lobby because of my expression, I say to myself "must be deserved" and run

Tuesday, May 10, 2011