a piano and a guitar are taking drinks under the red lights of the stage. they each take turns whispering the forlorn felonies of love and carefully straining them through the sandy mesh of red velvet and silk. the helpless crowd of youthful quietness,shudders. to be living amongst the dead is a call at arms for the heart to cry one million jaded tears. the piano and guitar both agree; she is obviously not human. and still they both carried her out over the clouds, out of the skies. 02.22.05 copywrite:jeremy szuder
“The Poetry Reading” mixed media on wood panel by Jeremy Szuder
ink on paper by Jeremy Szuder
ink on paper by Jeremy Szuder
mixed medium on paper by jeremy szuder
acrylic on canvas by jeremy szuder
acrylic on canvas by jeremy szuder
mixed medium on canvas by jeremy szuder
acrylic on canvas by jeremy szuder


