Wednesday, January 6, 2010


Lausenges vaporize from my eyes
I see through coldness
Her eyelids, warm
Heard the coulds' zephyrs' friction
Then felt sweat on my tongue
Relief kicked a grimace
I thrust fear into my lungs
Then exhaled

I rolled her coffee stained napkin
over my eyelids
She pecked her work of art

The bloodclot on my neck
My pen leaked
She drank the ink
In a panic

Poem by and acrylic "expressionism" on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Panic" is the painting and poem of the day because every day, I Dream of Monsters.

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