Dachau, 1902

Dachau, 1902

 

At certain points

Of the day

There is no time

Only hues

Which confuse

The seasons

 

An artist

She drips

Paint, sex, society

Blues, greens

Six-pointed stars

 

A shepherd boy lamb

No puncture marks

No apple

Just seeds

 

The Midday owl

Shrieks

It knows

 

The canvas freshly painted

Is blank