thanks to teenangst from flickr
matt moore is a poet and a smart guy (they're not always mutually exclusive, you know). i met him at interesting south. he taught us how to make zombies. and last week, or sometime recently, he decided to amp up his lyrical content and put out a call.
i'm a sucker for cross-discipline collaboration, so i put my hand up, did the homework required and here's what he came up with, and some random notes about it, to boot.
the poem is going to be part of my exhibition at allan's walk later in the year. don't you just love transferrence?