acrylic on canvas by Jeremy Szuder
large idiots
you were right poet,
there are large idiots
under every nook
and over exposed cranny.
they are plump,
and they are in the way.
let us point them out
with our own crooked fingers.
it was the idiot eyes
that peeled back the lies
and left our skin
shed on the ground.
poet,understand something,
we all leave room
for growth.
it seems vital
we should overcompensate,
just to leave some
breathing room
for the well taught,
the urban dwellers,
the judges,
the grudges,
and the large idiots
everywhere.
05.23.05
copywrite:jeremy szuder
Filed under Los Cincos / Syncopation
Chan Marshall sketch
pen,ink,markers on paper by Jeremy Szuder
cat power
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
Filed under poems
ink and photoshop by Jeremy Szuder
acrylic, mixed medium on blank Qee Bear by 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

