Paper Monkey Movement

Visual Art – Washington, DC

Describe to me, What you see, If you walked into an attic, Where snakes on books, Unfurl and curl onto brush bristles, And when bright lights Have their names bellowed, Through tubes of yellow acrylic paint. The mountains split, Spitting pebbles of wisdom Onto you like meteor sprinkles. Twinkles change to papyrus wrinkles And your eager wonder Residing deep within Swims to the surface Just to pop in and say... Hey! I'm P.M., Paper Monkey or "Pahyer Mounshqueh" To those of you who love to drink and slur. We know who we are. Like my shit And share your knowledge while we all flush the hate Until Next Time... ...more