I first saw Mother
as a space,
rendered physical through repeated self-ejection.
I was entered from,
and to,
what was to become my past perspective,
and home to my future derivatives.
First, there was indulgence,
with gasps,
and then, Schrei...
Memoria, the Merciful, you stay away from the facts,
and shun reality as instant vs. installed.
This helmet is made of bronze,
and that one is cast iron.
Both are to host the scull to host the brains to host the dubious as Child and Mother,
and, Father –
Thou Art in Heaven!
8 апреля 2020 г.
Memoria
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2020
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