An uncomfortable recess
lay between past and present
mother and father
adoration and infidelity
Greater still was the chasm
Yawning
between agony and ecstasy
cleft in two
at the point of a metal rod
Even the paintings
methodically dissociated from themselves
“acid and tender”
shattered mirrors of love and life bisected.
Only a sharp, thick, glossy bar of ebony
to unite warring factions
connect the dots
between a being of two minds
and two spirits.
