“Shards! so they are singing in swirling vortex brings, the shattering scream of a violent endless shreik!
echos in a drug, in a dream, in deep drowning of the soundless site, which would never know and forever grow amidst the creeping encroach of the headless crown upon the shifting talons of deathless night!
Pastels on paper. 8.5 × 11″