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The artist isn't home.

 Her atoms lied to the tax man

now her house is foreclosed

 and her children sleep alone. 

No more slight of hand, 

silk infested bed sheets

and brilliant nightshade. 

Blanche --- 

                   facial seizures.

Contemporary dance,

she speaks in a foreign language. 

No.  The artist isn't here 

    her heads in the oven

back at home. 

tomorrow... 

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Author's Note

tomorrow........... --- --- -- -- - -- - - - -- -
- -- - - - -- / / / / // / / / // I'M /// B..a/ c k .

Reviews

[MOON]

Love this like lights on but no one home with a twist foreclosed. Poignant too

[Pax]

great!
this made me thing of a certain artist missing the home...
again visually presented...which is brilliant...like an abstract painting.

[Barbara Walker]

Interesting!

[That_Girl]

Short yet speaks volumes. Bravo my dear! Another work of art!