YET ANOTHER FUCKING EKPHRASTIC POEM, THIS ONE BASED ON “SELF-PORTRAIT WITH BOTTLES” (1938) AND “BETWEEN THE CLOCK & THE BED” (1940-1943) FROM THE EDVARD MUNCH EXHIBIT AT THE SAN FRANCISCO MUSEUM OF MODERN ART, AND BY “BASED” I MEAN USING THE PAINTINGS AS A SPRINGBOARD FOR MY RAMBLING, INCOHERENT BLATHER WITH ONLY THE MOST TENUOUS OF CONNECTIONS TO THE SUBJECT AT HAND, BUT IF ANYONE CALLS ME ON IT, I CAN JUST SNEER AND CALL THEM A PHILISTINE WHO JUST DOESN’T UNDERSTAND GREAT, GREAT ARTISTS LIKE EDVARD MUNCH. AND ME.

Poetry by David Fewster.

Sunday Comics

Back from the shadows again, back to where an Indian’s your friend/Where Sunday Comics are seen, and you can pee right into the stream/We’re back from the shadows again