Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Introspection Intraspection

ANY GIVEN SUNDAY
© SYL, 2006

Any given Sunday the garlic stakes twist
Around your heart
Your vampire heart – your life sucked dry
By its feeding.
And dreams, like leeches
Drift through thoughts
White, dead
Bloated hope.

Your cracked voice swells.

There is nothing but a husk of shell
No sound but these withered bones.



8 comments:

Teri C said...

I have been looking at your artwork and just love it. Your use of black and white is just wonderful!

[a} said...

despite it's darkness (i'm more a cloud-and-butterfly type) i love this poem. powerful.

Alina Chau said...

Very cool use of shading to define form!

constance said...

That's really nice. I like your ink works very much, and oh my...that Chtlu girl you posted a few posts ago...that's beautiful, full of character :)

Marcos Mateu said...

Nice drawing indeed Shuku!

gingermoggy said...

Shuku - I your black & white has such a graphic quality - it appeals to me a lot.
Jules.

Mauricio said...

Very nice artwork!

Congratulations :o)

Take care

Sandra Khoo said...

Heyas,thanx very much for your interest in joining in the SketchCrawl Malaysia. Please do leave me a contact number in my mail box so that I can confirm the arrangements with you. Cheers!