

Art of the Onward MarchAnd here you are, perched on the eaves of your fathers' understanding, ripening in folly as the chorus swells.Art of the Onward March
Like an heir to Babylon you meditate on the melting of peoples sloughed into your flaming voice and hands.
This is your manifesto, artist of broken lampposts and husks of homes, streets
where metal whines like
mangled mongrel dogs still limping
roads emptied behind the crackling gravel of your many, many brushes.
Your calligraphy is stroked in slanted reds and browns, ink leaning from the force of your latest, brightest work.
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Tea homie?
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Tea homie?
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Tea homie?
congratulationnsss.. and dubilationsss..
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Tea homie?
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and cheers for the comment, matey :B
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Tea homie?
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/matt
I think deviously, therefore, I am deviant.
[devious technology designer / community whore]
all the things that are in DeviantART.
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