vengeance (wood board, acrylic, collage, glue and wooden pick up sticks)

When I am called

we are running 

across los angeles

as fast as we can

hiding under doors

you sing a song you

learned as a child

the song of the aphid

a beetle crawls

into your ear

now we are on a lake

in orange county 

drinking milk

the water is covered with flowers

they are as red as the sun

you can see for more than a mile

your eyes glow in the grey

like the LAPD

your teeth are made of fire