From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
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The moon lulls me as I wade through poppy fields, dragging limp hands behind me, catching each pod long enough before it snaps upright again
I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him
He wouldn’t budge to show me what’s a hard heart my own heart was closed if it was closed to him Maharajii said,
That one more, chasing the dragon, carrot dangling,
Want nothing from people and receive their myriad blessings Expect from them and find an empty well Eat less than a ghost
Love is a svelte dagger, a gentle rapping, a triple-seven. Love is my law, makes me weep,
Mojave Desert crushed cars stacked six, seven, ten tall. From the junkyard juts a billboard:
Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?
This day, there is no ONE to beat your fist… No party, no tyrant, not even a faction—
Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath
In the most lovely of lands, before a backdrop of mountains and palms, there hangs a pall— All my Loves
There was on my property an old gnarled stump, it was weathered and hardened, It was aesthetically pleasing as d… but I decided to take it to a spec…
In Thirty-Four years I can count on two hands how many times I’ve been in my right mind. It is a small percentage.
Oh, Death! Two beers and I’m on my back! Skipped the shower, skipped the toothbrush. Just a film of sweat,
There is a most worthy woman, the upper steward of the manor, Obermeyer of Holy Terra, house cute, smokestack simmering,