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@frankenthey
My maker told his tale? Then I will tell you mine ❤️🩹
My Halloween costume 🩵
Going to see GDT’s frankenstein this week 💆♀️
And the White Flowers
In the dawn of world unspooled
when the sun falls upwards, and through the tree tops
like drops of honey on my flesh
like little kisses from the fish in the sky
afloat on the silver mist
that seeps up from the ground
And the white flowers
a forest floor soaked in forgiveness
In innocence, but only that of what’s new
The woods are a confession in motion
Uninterrupted
I find self only in being lost,
Where I can wish away the towns
Towns where the people press labels
like leeches to their chest
Or maggots collecting on dead flesh
As I write this i can’t help but fear that words are the death of things
And that names are just ghosts
And forgiveness is the flower
bloomed white, in soil, unknown
white as bones,
white as clouds that swim across the sky
white as the sea foam
always moving
I forgive you, but I am not coming back small
Close up on my Monster Prints
Monster Prints
Linocut, Letterpress, Frames and Glow in the Dark Stars
Confessions of a Teenage Werewolf
Linocut and Letterpress
Miserable Wretch
Linocut and Letterpress
Under Wraps
Linocut and Letterpress
Close up
No Moon Left to Blame
Oil on Canvas and Fence Posts
126” x 55”
My pookie Will
Bubba
Wolfsbane
I’m feeling faint
my face bluer than my vein
Can you check my temperature?
I think you’re like wolfsbane
Soft bells of lilac
And aconitine
I want to be weak
I don’t want to be mean
My sweet wolfsbane,
I will not howl
I will not bite
My sweet wolfsbane,
Stay with me
If only for a night
Night time my time
Here I lie
In velvet womb
These coffin walls
A perfect room
A chartreuse ecstasy
A padded tomb
Friends imaginary
Solitude
The world above
aches and moans
And I hear all of the lovers
They’re saying take me out,
take me home
But here I lie
And all of that noise was illusion
And my heart can finally sigh
As it holds itself gently
like no one ever could
So leave me to rest
Close the lid
Let the mortals yearn
Like I once did
ANNIHILATION (2018)
Skeleton Frolic | 1937 — directed by Ub Iwerks it's easy to imagine this inspiring a young Ralph Bakshi