Friday, February 17, 2017

"Untitled (#25)" by Donald Judd

I am lost inside the corridors of this symmetrical labyrinth. Swimming in red, red like blood, red and black like feathers on a cardinal. A shadow tromping through high grasses at night, but what is that red light? Squinting at red, red like brake lights, red and black like a super moon in full lunar eclipse against the night sky. Still lost, still searching, coming around again.

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