a perfect psychedelic Dionysus landscape
watercolor, ink, acrylic gouache on molded paper
The neighbors tiptoed through the foggy bottom mind field while guided only by the sparks from their micro aggression that lit up the pink sky. Both were tired, and both wanted to enter the silence, but instead they settled on a kind of glare that bumped up against a lonesomeness together or a dense otherness apart. Either way, the fog began to clear and much to their delight, a perfect psychedelic Dionysus landscape was revealed.
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