Michael Vitaly Sazonov

Simone Leigh at The Kitchen.

You Don’t Know Where Her Mouth Has Been

Lines Upon Visiting the exhibition for the first time.

Satellites
weapons of war
at the teet we watch,
pointing at me
I can’t look away.

The blistered conch
split at the seams
empty inside.
Jaws at the ready
or wounds opened dried?

Together they hang
stone’s throw
from each other
like prisoners of war.

Blue roses tightly wound
ready to breathe and hatch
laying still on its small
pedestal for a survivor of antiquity.

Rock candy chandeliers
hanging low
like sagging breasts.
Pink cotton candy
memories on the façade
of sandy days now
measured in glass.

Simple bliss under porcelain
Roses like a crown
A Queen in Sheep’s clothing.

Arms stretched wide
like an ancient
bird lay forgotten
petrified span
of once fruitful wings.

Condor Crystal Crustacean
headless hunter here and now nary a sign
of power or majesty.

Soft and wrinkled
brittle and wasted

What once was
will never now be
but something new shall be formed.
 

Posted by Michael Sazonov on January 25th, 2012 at 1:06 am

Lines upon my visit to The Kitchen’s Art Gallery

Satellites
weapons of war
at the teat we watch,
pointing at me I wait.

The blistered conch
split at the seams
empty inside.
Jaws at the ready?
Or wounds opened dried?

Together they hang
stone’s throw
from each other
like prisoners of war
tethered to darkness.

Blue roses tightly wound
ready to breathe and hatch
laying still on their operating table,
banners and a small pedestal
for a survivor of antiquity.

Rock candy chandeliers
hanging low like sagging breasts
of an ancient goddess,
while pink cotton candy memories
on the façade of sandy days
remain encased in glass.

Simple bliss under porcelain
roses like a crown.
A queen in sheep’s clothing.

Arms stretched wide
like an ancient bird laid forgotten –
Petrified spans of once fruitful wings.
Condor crystal crustacean,
headless hunter here and now,
nary a sign of power or majesty.

Soft and wrinkled
brittle and wasted.
What once was
will never now be
but something new shall be formed.

On the 19th of January 2012

Posted by Michael Sazonov on January 20th, 2012 at 8:30 am