Endlessness is 
    I am with my own skeleton 
        for an eternity.  

The brazen puppet 
    does not offer any conversation.  

It just is.  

I close my eyes and 

    inhabit a space I 
        have never known before. 

               Is this what I wanted? 

I seem to be crying somewhere 
    deep inside myself.  

Was I ready for this eternal peace?

Busted open bust it open 2020
70 x 96 inches
oil on canvas
Alexandra Wiesenfeld @alexandrawiesenfeld

My Blue Skin Lover (Excerpt) 2014
Blue Jay Ink
Monona Wali

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