bug-eyed (graphite, india ink and watercolor on illustration board)

the reason for gravestones

after a hard long day

death is there waiting

but it's not until you see death

in the driveway that it really hits you

then you just want to be remembered

you want to leave something behind

that will show the people you love

there was someone with your name

that mattered somehow

weather sensor 3012 (graphite and watercolor on illustration board)

no one can stay long

in the black car

filled with black spots

the black bark of the moon

stuck in the sky's black back

the black skin of the night

covered in black blood

your black tongue

soaking in my black face

while the black building

burns

and they went to be (mixed media with india ink on illustration board)

eating the monkey's hands

you are

the president of space

hanging on a star

black like me

you move like a sonic ranger

with your mannequin presence

it isn't hard to imagine

the outcome of most situations

we are barely in heaven

but i know what you want

i know what you want

take the ashes off

the polaroid flashes

against your bionic cheeks

your smile on the paper

and the earth underneath