‘Thank You. You Helped Me Escape My Certain Fate’
Twice erased poem as below:
Here I am.
Responsible for these relics around you.
In a fiery furnace I was formed, Melted down and pressed
Indifferent to your human unrest
Made from broken bones and decay,
I was the future once
But now for how long?
Spray paint & acrylic on carpet backing stolen by artists’ Dad from local textile factory he worked in