by pbsartist | Oct 27, 2019 | OPENstudio
purring there like a kitten you would have me remain under the pressure of your petting hand on my neck the claws you let remain looking to all the world like a great humanitarian and the teeth in the small jaw you do not fear but there is your undoing you remain in...
by pbsartist | Oct 22, 2019 | OPENstudio
less to say and more to listen to life really is of this nature. I have been told this, or something of it for years. I have heard this story spoken many times yet not taken it in in just the right way. Yet here I am today, typing words on a page, feeling the...
by pbsartist | Oct 20, 2019 | OPENstudio
I sense I have lost the ability to feel pleased and must relearn slowly for speed rarely begets the best of effect and to take things this thing most especially slowly will be my reward I sense it but so much sense has been lost to me like boiling a frog slowly I have...
by pbsartist | Oct 15, 2019 | OPENstudio
drenched as I was once more I sat and wept silently the stillness ever soft enveloped as I was the golden light there just beyond the dark man stood. he’d been before but never spoke seeming to always be observing only; waiting yet this time, this innumerable...
by pbsartist | Oct 13, 2019 | OPENstudio
Shall I start asking myself those same old questions all over again sitting there as I was seeing in the distance a someone seeing me what do they see this someone who is me sitting here between two weighty forms does this someone seeing me see the dark overbearing...
