Title: Dirt and Devil-May-Care (SOLD)
Medium: acrylic on cradled board, photographic transfer, toy gun cap-ring.
Size: 16" X 20"
Inspired by the original photo, a cap-ring and a poem of the same name.
Dirt and Devil-May-Care
Dirt and Devil-May-Care
by Teena Marie Fancey
Strike the match and I am already in flames
The hiss of ignition and I’m burning alive
Turning sweat into steam and I swear to God
We had ‘Once upon a time’ then we jumped to the middle
Skimming, skipping, looking for the good parts
Caught up in pulp, we see truths in the fiction
What kind of salvation is on your tongue?
You lay a hand as you pass and I want to be saved
Feed me your body, blood and a crust of bread
Words and winds and my fate is struck
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned
The hiss of ignition and I’m burning alive
Turning sweat into steam and I swear to God
We had ‘Once upon a time’ then we jumped to the middle
Skimming, skipping, looking for the good parts
Caught up in pulp, we see truths in the fiction
What kind of salvation is on your tongue?
You lay a hand as you pass and I want to be saved
Feed me your body, blood and a crust of bread
Words and winds and my fate is struck
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned
When the sparks fly I am so good at being bad
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned
