Treasure Island

Guillermo Veloso

(September 25 1962 / New York City)

That Day in Picasso’s Studio


Le Demoiselles de Avignon
Formed in a mind in many places
Form is lost and misplaced
Trapped and formless like cut flowers
Form is construct and must by nature
Be deconstructed. Be destroyed
Beauty comes in wave and particle
A wick was touched to the fuse
Universes appeared virgin and new

Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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