Poor De Chiciro

Oh my dear friend My dear friend Giorgio How has this

time Breton Discouraged your liaison with the Eye styled

metaphysical Incongruous scenarios Dauntly jaunt about

through nostalgic despair Within childlike renderings

Of a nightmarish recall "All my images Fragments I've

shored upon my ruins Pictor classicus sum I am pure"

Step solemn with the Air of reluctant manes As rod

and hoop shadow children Scatter through a henna arcade

Figures indentured to a windless landscape Enduring

silence and flame Da Da da No loyalty to the nonsensical

Scorned their nihilist pageantry.