Recently, at Series Magritte

The Organs of the Night



This time the jockey isn't lost, 
just perplexed to find a set 
of wellworn curtains standing
upright on the sand. As is the 
horse, paused midstep in its 
littoral dressage routine. All 
up an unexpected tableau, made
more complex by the fact the

sun seems to be falling rather
than setting. Loss of gravity; &
everything is red-cast as the 
human condition deteriorates. 
Organ failure ensues. Night will 
not see the light of day again.