MOMA NYC James Rosenquist: F-111 January 25–July 30, 2012 Fourth floor

It comes in the dark in the form of a winter tree leaning too far maybe to the right.. but since it's not hovering over your house, you make like it's ok, just another night where the moon in massive and your worries are rested.. it isn't my problem

it's been so long, who knows how people react in these narrow sad situations.. maybe in the form of a sacrificial emotion letting that knows no boundaries and we will both be stuck between your fate and a doorway leading to another conclusion that you made up years ago. but I do adore you and the way you wear that hat

I remember the last time you tipped more than that onto a cargo ship of responsibility hoping it would receive the correct play but as I recall, it came in the form of a summons. I know you can scream louder, but it doesn't make your remarks any more tolerable or tangible. Maybe you'll float, maybe you'll freeze, maybe you'll stay in the cabin that that winter tree is leaning on hard and maybe I'll remember you fondly

but probably not.