Monday, May 20, 2013

Poetic Rantings -

     As a side effect of most of my artwork occasionally come these rants that go either very macabre of poetic. Some say I have a silver tongue with words, I know it's just mental vomit from the drawings and creations of my mind. Yet I've found that this too is part of my art so I apologize as I'm going to vomit up some more of my madness on this page before you.

Badly translated -
I am an effigy of something you call mortality
A rather raised edge on the blade of society
Some may call this tragedy an indignity
as you can see though this is transparency
I am seething with animosity or is it apology
A wild world in which this is more than you can see

Crucifixion or the guillotine
wishful thinking and bactine
Middle of no where a marine
this has not yet started to become obscene

Master of many servant to none
if you only knew this has just begun
A trick of the trade get a gun
if that doesn't work then start to run
as I vomit up mental imagery to the sun
again and again we all know no one.

- William Dreimann

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