Poem No.8 — персональный проект

The concept is a poem by Alaska Gold.

If the boy who draws
lets you look over his shoulder
if the poet smiles
and shows you her words
know that you’re no longer a person
but the air,
and dust
that fills their lungs
when the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist
you’ll remain inside an ink stain
a paintbrush
a song.

 

проект: Poem No.8 год: 2016