Oil on canvas
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WE LIVE PROMISCUOUSLY
Among the debris of different ages.
Every artist
A ferryman.
Some row for beauty.
Others for oblivion.
Keep a coin under your tongue.
And two over your eyes.
You never know where
You might be swept off to next.
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