Jon Ruseski

When I stare into the light

I know I was young

Even with eyes closed

Sunshine holograms

Death holograms

Thoughts lost

In conversation

I can do the work of living

Too gone

To read

The nothingness

3D printed

On the ceiling

Contrast is a fundamental of beauty

Also, getting what you want when you want it too

When I saw what life had become

Stoned in a mansion again

I couldn't do anything about it

The slow hues

Of the entirely

Recent world

Remaindered in the sun

A soft afterglow

Lighting up

The astrology of finance

The truth written in lipstick

Rare tapes

Slow rain

See what it's like

These ideas I've arrived at