Mess.Art.Scream
His mess is a masterpiece
her white angel silhouette canvas
they scream in art
surreal
electric
passion.
Drunk on us
but I invesitgate you.
Imagine
our metaphor.
Ate sex like a wild drug
smeared harmony through
hard
rhythm
hear music's color performing balance
think with picture
write from experiment
we create aesthetic fashion.
Let him say come free
know the break time.
I smoke green after you
feeling absurdly there
making every symbol turn black
never draw which is empty.
How was my psychedelic
film sculpture?
She is he
and nude only when live.