Misogyny looming, blended flesh into ground
Uncommon ground! I would not tread if no one else were around
He painted wild-eyed, menacing girls...ladies of the night
Who angry vigor transformed into ladies of the fright.
Willem rendered sharp, fierce teeth with a hard jagged poke
Gaping eyes stare out at me as if I were a joke
Dismemberment, distortion born of his hooked stroke
Bodies shredded, heads imbedded; all hope goes up in smoke.
These unfinished records of an extreme violent encounter
Show the action painter's wrath coming down upon her
Her body's deconstructed, disfigured face is fuming...
An expressionistic masterpiece, she's shameless, all consuming.
Engorged, Woman on a Bicycle is apt to split her seams
She seeks my adulation while listening to my screams
With densely layered color this lady's been conceived
As a conduit to nightmare. All women have been grieved.
Sinister smiles scare me more.
In Women One, Two, Three, and Four
In Women One, Two, Three, and Four
Medium and subject converge
Sometimes you scare me!
ReplyDeleteTruth or scare.
ReplyDeleteI am seriously frightened.
ReplyDeleteYou are back to your weird and wonderful self. I woke up this morning and went to FB and damn, my computer screen seemed to be going crazy. It was distorting everything. I thought my eyes were going and went to the mirror and got a second shock. My eyes are going.Thanks Depingo!
ReplyDeleteJohn B, you are quite a looker even when you are distorted.
ReplyDeleteHauntingly beautiful ladies.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteThe Might of Fright is Quite a Sight to Some a Delight but to Me a Scary Site.
ReplyDeleteI did not mean to give Jack an attack; I admit this was a little dark almost black.
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