This is a series composed of art and what I call micro-verse. I attempt to augment the art through words written spontaneously to match that art. Micro-verse is meant to take you to a deeper place of meaning within the art. If the images and words offensive, just remember that not all art is meant to be cute. Some is meant to make you think and sometimes to even take offense.
When my eyes are open, you bleed
When your heart is pierced, my bile drips
When my body aches, you revel in the pain
When our spirits are torn asunder, we are gone
When we are gone, we are one
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