2019. December 20th. 1:12 AM. Lake Harding, Georgia.
Acrylic & Ink Marker on Canvas
20x16in.
December 20, 2018
Sir, I—
I told you, boy.
Attachment dwells.
a crooked place.
Grabbing ahold of what seems to be a connection.
outlet to my inlet, charger to my fixated mind.
I too dwell.
Dwell with trying.
Trying to mend tape hem tie weld—
the madness together.
All the questions leading to judgments.
Leading the line, the lie leader.
Ruler of the low and king of the deceived.
Bare witness to those attached.
reaching for what cannot be grasped
clawing for life when life is
solo in nature.
Harmonics of the living
warm embracers of death.
These bodies stacked in piles.
Claim yours once detached.
If it's still you.
L.R. Bennett
