Digital poem-painting, 2000, by Chris Wayan
Don Marquis in his strange book "archy and mehitabel" (which he claimed a cockroach wrote, not him) has a love song that a cat chants in the Paris catacombs, among the dead, a song with this sad, creepy, unpunctuated refrain:
all mens lovers come to thisIt looped in my head for days and started to hiss. All men's lovers come to this. All men's lovers come to thissssss.
So I started doodling frogs and textures in Photoshop to distract myself, but that damn line went wiggling through the pixels like an Eden snake, hissing its pessimistic conclusion....
And then suddenly it broke. The grim line mutated, left themes of loss and death behind, and twisted into a wry, self-biting loneliness. Beats fatalism!
THE NERDS AND THE BEES
How many frogs must I kiss?
(Wait! Is that a tail behind me?O that it should come to this!
(Let's not romanticizeHow many kisses must I miss...
(Dating or predating,Ere I find a lover's bliss?
Ere I find a lover's bliss?
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