Watch the thrown

Watch the thrown

And I was thrown here by chance

And I was targeted by new age ads

Spent most of my days in a trance

But I have two feet now to under-stand

My molecules change yet I remain

I weave and unweave my image

The king and the prince

Ghost protagonist

Idealist perverter

Cuckold bull

Film triptychs nudes

Multitudes

Artist statement: Hear what’s passed in you

And find in the world without actuality

And find that the world is without

My brain is a train and it’s due for a collision

There’s a body on the track; I’m duе for a decision

My brain is a train and it’s due for a collision

With my body on the track; I’m duе for a decision

We’re thrown, not here by chance

And I’m surrounded by bureaucrats

And I was cold-called by two democrats

Who said ‘senators thrown’

Still failing the class

Yet inside me: Bermuda Triangle

Jester, gambler, idiot, troll

Graceful, grateful, patient, stoic

Puritan, conservist. Arson, well?

Exaggerist, both hippie and punk

Fiercely loyal, will jump ship

A bundle of impressions

Impressionable

See, what I say is not what I think

But a reaction to the itch on my back

A reaction to the six of this pack

A reaction to the kick on this track

A reaction to celebrity master class

And I was thrown here by chance

And I’m compounded of three authored acts

At this moment loathing at the glass

At this moment and always I am wearing a mask

And I was thrown here by chance

Shipwrecked courtside in a trance

I was targeted by big rock ads

Gave both of my soles just to play in the band

Thrown here by chance

Shipwrecked courtside in a trance

Thrown by a glare inside of a glance

I said, none of this fear appeared by chance

Thrown here by chance

What’s left is loathing caught in a dance

And I’m thrown still not stuck in a plan

See none of what’s here appeared by chance