On Account of Demons

On account of demons I burnt my credit,

Drinking to the end of pain a useless truth caught my eye,

And I saw you there golden amongst the debris of battle

Holding council with pain

And mercy was a name written on a card

You sold to two angels fallen on splinters of wisdom

Appearing from the shadow.

They gave me time

And I squandered in the school of lights

History bound and seated for every lesson

And all I needed was a handful of rice

But everything was so beautiful I lost my way.

Size: 300mm x 380mm

Medium: Photographic Print + Poem, 1/1

Status: Sold