Nov 10, 2022
"In Corpuscularity my heart cracks,
as tiny grooves,
and hard set lines,
from time and unsaid goodbyes -
take hold of all my unknown thoughts
grabbing shreds of what was,
as I try and form the words, I tried.
There's no one left who needs to know.
It just might be time - I can let go."
- An inky, multimedia song, crudely drawn and rendered in mostly red. - original art by The Metis Inn
TheMetisInnCafe is an independent artist creating amazing designs for great products such as t-shirts, stickers, posters, and phone cases.