Jack The Dripper Testo

So long surrealists
It's time to re-invent
Inflict your life upon no easel.
None had painted
With a fiendish drop of paint
All unconscious
In a freeze-frame of the brain
Bellevue
Drink the cost of your trade.
Create a backdrop For a scheme that's on the page
Bore the wretches
Who have brought old, bland precepts
Volatile charm
Deal on a whim
Make “Proteen”
Talk will be cheap.

Every stroke from inside
Free-splattered surprise
“Deny the accident.”
They multiply, how divine!
Spontaneity
Lousy prime.
In order to lose
You must be stationary
Abstract with moving tact
Read the center with ease.