I am 10, a beautiful child, the pride of my parents
I am 20, the envy of every woman and a prize for every man
I am 30, I hear voices and see phantoms
I am 40, reality fractures, I lose myself
I am 50, walking the streets and speaking to the shadows
I am 60, a corpse rotting in a paupers grave
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 are 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.
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