Perplexed Identity

Perplexed Identity 34x15

"Speak! For your lips are still free,
speak! For your tongue is still yours,
speak! Your straight body is still yours,
speak! For your life is still yours,
See, how in the Blacksmith's forge
the flames are sharp, the iron is red,

the locks' mouth begin to open,
every rind in the chain becomes wide!
Speak a little time is plenty
before body's and tongue's death.
Speak truth is still alive,
speak out whatever is to be said."

Peeling back the layers of time with Digital Art.