Thrown

Watch the thrown. Watch the thrown. And I was thrown here by chance. And I was targeted by new age ads. Spent most of my days in a trance. But I have two feet now to under-stand. My molecules change yet I remain. I weave and unweave my image. The king and the prince. Ghost. Protagonist. Idealist. Perverter. Cuckold. Bull. Film: triptychs. Nudes. Multitudes. Artist statement: Hear what's passed in you. And find in the world without actuality. And find that the world is without. My brain is a train and it's due for a collision. There's a body on the track. I'm due for a decision. My brain is a train. It's due for a collision With my body on the track. I'm due for a decision. We're thrown. Not here by chance. And I'm surrounded by bureaucrats. And I was cold called by two democrats who said 'senators thrown.' Still failing the class. Yet inside me: Bermuda Triangle. Jester. Gambler. Idiot. Troll. Graceful. Grateful. Patient. Stoic. Puritan. Conservist. Arson - Well. Exaggerist. Both hippie and punk. Fiercely loyal. Will jump ship. A bundle of impressions. Impressionable. See what I say is not what I think But a reaction to the itch on my back. A reaction to the six of this pack. A reaction to the kick on this track. A reaction to celebrity master class. And I was thrown here by chance. And I'm compounded of three authored acts. At this moment loathing at the glass. At this moment and always I am wearing a mask. And I was thrown here by chance. Shipwrecked. Court side. In a trance. I was targeted by big rock ads. Gave both of my soles just to play in the band. Thrown. Here by chance. Shipwrecked. Court side. In a trance. Thrown by a glare inside of a glance That said none of this fear appeared by chance. Thrown. Here by chance. What's left is loathing. Caught in a dance. And I'm thrown. Still not stuck in a plan. See none of what's here appeared by chance.