The Bones Of You

"When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know
And the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head
like the first cigarette of the day"

I want to thank everyone for their kind comments and welcomes, i do believe i will love it here.
This blip is a photo of a piece i did earlier this morning. Made of watercolor, marker to outline. Im starting an art journal that i will have my works collaged magazine pieces and my writings, perhaps you may see some later on.