Lightness

One of my artworks from the Exhibition FRAGMENTS showed at our new Gallery THE EDGE.

The poem by Eli Medier makes it talk, ty Eli :)

 

"No more dreams

lead now I am

anchored to the ground

by gray children

of gray ideologies

of power and death

I live in a separate reality

spend my days

to count the days

I aspire to heaven

and sink into the abyss

Nothing more distinguishable

trapped now

in this semblance

deceptive of life

I float in hyperbolic spaces

negative geometries

the existence curve

on the infinite limit circle

I find a crack

and disperse in myriads

of subtle vibrations

Diaphanous strings

envelop me

in narrow universes

The heart dries up

with rigorous metrics

We are peripheral numbers

sobs of ancient gods

indifferent anthropophages

Inhuman tangential presences

mark the solitude

of incomprehensible absences

Forced into this garden

multitude of fools

we are in labels

of white coats

Imperfect mechanisms

aspirants to human

Our disease

is in a divine folder

an irrevocable judgment"

© Eli Medier

 

Thanks to our friends Inara and Oema for their kind attention :)

 

modemworld.me/2020/05/25/the-edge-a-new-home-in-second-life/

 

www.virtuality.blog/the---/

 

Done