Treasure Island

celine charcoal

(istanbul)

red


a red-ness,
blushing,
walking red-ness,
red- ness, ashamed,
city, red-ness,
whispers.
sky, red-ness,
an undefined mad-ness
otherwise predicted cry,
a smile about the moon
scared the
yet born baby.
the red
luna park
was a good job,
for the man to become a clown.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Edited: Friday, March 11, 2005
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