SAM TAYLOR- WOOD with FRUIT ROTTING
There is fruit here, rotting
in a bowl...
Like cancers spreading from once perfect flesh
Sam Taylor-Wood slowly undergoing change.
Video re-playing death and then re-birth
stuck in its cyclic samsara.
As perfect peaches putrefy
and liquid cannot hold its place.
Her fast fading blooms of youth
snatching and catching at life.
Pitted and liquefied, swimming in waters of
bodily fluids
that can’t re-enact where life once was.
In a bowl.