The Artwork of Travis Trium Perfectum
“I hope my words cradle your fall. You’re sitting in my ribs, writing on my breathing walls. I feel you move, my throat’s a hall. I’m not sure that it’s meaningless, I’m not sure that it’s meaningful.” Your tears rolled down your face without expression, so I handed you some scar tissue to absorb this...
“You may have loved me enough to crush my lungs, but you could never handle the weight of my tongue. My words will weigh you down, but I still have a way with you, even now.” Even in death, I may be removed, but never remissed. The only break I was successful in was in...
“We’ll make the universe a voyeur as I devour you beneath the stars.” As my hunger grew through the last few years, I practiced the art of starving. Suffering for my work is something that I have grown quite comfortable with and has become a mandatory ritual of sorts. Something that many will misunderstand and...
“If all that we are is too many scars, can we stack them until we touch?” I’m not sure if I want to touch your pain or make you hurt. I’m also not sure if there is a difference, but the scars you have painted me with are stacking. Stacking in a way that they...
“I have so much depth you’d likely drown.” So caught up in the meaningless and insignificant aspects of life that when you come up for air there won’t be any left. Reach for my hand, but as you grip it, you will feel that I won’t do the same. The water that you’re in is...
“I really do despise the sun, but I would follow you into it.” Words muttered to a person that may not remember, but that’s not important. I’d say them again and again and introduce them to all of your personalities. The emotion lingers and the wind whimpers. Peace and chaos wrapped around each other so...
“A warning written in the stars, so heavenless and far. My heart wanted you there, but my mind never really cared.” I write almost every day and over the past few years I have kept a lot of it to myself. I am getting to a place where that will completely change. This is the...
