Jan 14, 2018

O (of Lights and Parasites)

Only nothing has the shape of truth,
an amorphous dream of falling through.

Only shadows sing of the divine
- an endless sorrow and a flying swine.

Only the Unborn will eat these nights,
as I sell my soul to lights and parasites.
© Nikola Gocić

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Original size: 4 x A3 (29,7 x 42cm)


  1. Absolutely stunning. And the poetry is as eloquent as the artwork. Brilliant.