meat for the grinder

AI & Digital Painting. A2 300 dpi, 20 mm border.

Poem by KnastKunst

forever is a state of decay and we obey the endless machine the residue of which where all things exist clings to hope in the spaces between so reject your surroundings however confounding or get on your knees and pray not you nor your matter or belligerent chatter matter much to the cogs either way