A piece I did September 15, 2011. If anyone can guess what I was trying to convey I’ll be rather impressed. lol
What it’s all about is there on the wall…
Each letter I type is a tear that won’t fall…
Each tear is a story; Each word is a blessing…
Do I really see them or am I just guessing?
The visions I see: a man singing sweetly…
With talent that shakes you and takes you completely…
The man is singing his beautiful pain…
In my own quiet way I’m doing the same…
And it heals me to see that such pain can convict him…
Screaming through poetry; I’m not a victim.
I write about life, of sex and of death…
The darkness inside is what I love the best…
For Michael and my horrible choices…
For David and his beautiful voices…
For people I meet at random while watching…
The writing is back and shows no signs of stopping.
Written by Jason Wright September 24, 2011
Guesses about the artwork.
For the record, the art was supposed to be view from my heart, looking down, seeing my ribcage and such. It was clearly based more on a feeling than any anatomy or science! lol
