A murder of crows had a score to settle
The choice had to made
They heard what you had said
They heard your tone
And vowed we are not alone
Children of the Night, Children of the Sun
Our vengeance be done
Three-cuts-thirty
Violence plays dirty
artist
a new poem: “Self-Doubt, Self-Growth” by Thomas Typewriter
poetryTransgression is the obsession
The artist would say
that brings the words into play.
Yet they…
…knocked…
…kneaded…
…self-betrayed…
Question the sessions
Asking is there a different way
to discover the words to convey.
today in the studio: August 9th, 2022
today in the studio
today in the studio: July 27th, 2022
today in the studioTesting out some new painting and production methods.
a new poem: “Answer me this” by Thomas Typewriter
poetryWhat role do I play in your life,
Husband or wife?
Am I determined by sex,
Or my effect?
Though I should not care,
I wonder if you would dare
to tell me
to reassure me
Why you love me.
Don’t answer too quick.
Please take your time to think.
In the meantime, I will continue my confusing ways
Awaiting what you will say.
a new poem: “Intiation” by Thomas Typewriter
poetryWhen I asked for initiation,
I did not know the price to pay
You reached out and broke my hand
claiming sorry, it was the only way.
To discard what I could not hold.
To discard what I could not say.
Honestly, I thought you hated me
for taking everything I knew away.
Maybe you knew this and hesitated.
Still you struck.
Aware that without the loss, the pain,
I’d never choose redirection.
a new poem: “Crocodiles” by Thomas Typewriter
poetryCrocodile, Crocodile
face full of leather, skin like a suitcase
Crocodile, Crocodile
You say you need me when I step out the door
Yet, when I return you are only awkward smiles.
Crocodile, Crocodile
Do you realize I need more?
a new painting: “One Behind Another” by Thomas Typewriter
paintings
a new poem: “Rain Clouds” by Thomas Typewriter
poetryRain clouds have come to stay
and my penis refuses to play.
I ask him to rise, to stir, to stay awake, to just plain obey.
He merely responds, “Not today.”
“There is something about the sky’s grey
that compels me to fade away.
No matter what you do. No matter what you say.”
today in the studio: May 23rd, 2022
today in the studio
Thomas Typewriter 
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