pouring out along
the edge
squandered supplies
piled used and high
gaping pits
spent expectations
lost looming loops
of pride booming
need, aside
one generation's
dream passed
to the next
dented bent unrelenting
doom brittle cellophane
crisply cold outside
molded within
contents spoiled
one way of living
shot full of holes
an empty sieve
while the work
flows thru turns
bleeding weeping
slow burns.
He Presented The Panels to the Panel of Judges -- sketch by douglas brent smith
Boatyard Bob - collage by douglas brent smith, 9 march 1983, from Journal #18 Captain Orange and the Quest for Grins.
Plans for the Day -- collage by douglas brent smith
Notes:
This is one of those collages that is more drawing than collage, and I could probably keep working on it forever, but I eventually stopped -- at least to take this image of it. It could change.
