Description of the artwork «Margonalism # 8»
From tabular cells at times
Voices of the sad lions routine
Reducing the distance below us
It won’t come up otherwise, there’s a picture with birches,
Under the fierce god upholstered
We are happy to peel oranges
In the golden gate of the Himalayas
Pour liters of kerosene into the wounds.
Lyrics by Lina Blancar