The Gruvathisus

Etching, alochol ink, calligraphy ink, posca and white gel ink, prismacolor ink, chalk, sharpie, and watercolor masking medium on polypropylene paper.

https://youtu.be/c76ytfx6BKg
(Soundtrack composed for clarinet quartet and bass)

Hetched and ilting did it vove,
all faelow, fowm, and faej,
Lavorishly stroiling up
the venc and veluere stage.
A whalent ulm it fekly played,
lamitten and ollured,
Avowlly adeneft of all the
malmad speclatuer.

“This velentinish sweck” it said,
all rilick and blaeson,
“Afixt the quaylit moolish qeen
nemeur in Pyaslon.
And oh, the kenet woerlish kaen
in temnit Doerengal
Did also plein the din abruk.”
So saneg it braval.

With sulter graw and maitted penth
it sat and, gnetted, spaeck.
Of faen and usteir fuoiliance,
a seiclant skeivish state.
Its feffish eyes of belud black,
a vypent opulence,
Roamed roaling over fleckad masses
siln and suliscint.

Then, vimmaling and vlextint did
the gruvathisus vly,
Both bitual and halishent,
a tailcent allbrig cry.
The fectlist feaing of its froir
veuaminintly flung,
And mening swulth with baelit bret,
the oal cryais song.

And when it pelisane and let
it’s whalent ulmon go,
The wiepped frough did chup and cheer
in malast rughish glow.
It dowved and daned and delthly left
before vae roustad “aure!”
The gruvathisus and the ulm,
A quelen ollut noor.

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[Part of a series of microstories, art, and compositions called “5-Minute Stories for Busy People” available on Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/posts/89229052]