Composition with Orange

my refereed lowbrow blown fault of the Pope gone into the nosebleeds the industrial complex of my tulip bed assassination by cricket the heat-guided occult boozy fans of the garish team colors hooded detainees buying concessions I wear the one-color jumpsuit I hammer at the chain of my convictions I carry the flit gun in its sheath, wind to my back

“Composition with Orange” was based on a painting by Tom Wegrzynowski