Monopoly IV
  • Monopoly IV

  • My mouth was choking full of yellow, molted fur.
    I gagged and sucked through a filter of hair.
    I couldn't hear while you jiggled dice over the coffee table,
    saying, "Oh isn't it that something,"
    and "my, my, sixes again."
    (poem by Adrian Kien)

  • 20" x 16"
  • Acrylic on matboard
  • 2005