Saturday, September 19, 2009

Fading



And my eyeballs roll this terrible terrain
And we're all inside a decomposing train
And your eyes will die like fish
And the shore of your face will turn to bone
(from Hang Me in a Bottle, Tom Waits)

4 comments:

CHARLAX said...

some pictures worth a thousands words never get closer to one like this one does a poem

Cheryl and Janet Snell said...

Thanks, Charles!

Anonymous said...

again, gorgeous painting and poem

xo
n.

Cheryl and Janet Snell said...

Thanks, N. Some good images pop up from listening to Tom Waits.
J