Riddles by lurm, each paired with an associated art piece

adjust to the light

what functions have been sourced beyond you
buried under misplaced trust?

we watch for potholes in the road
and every time, avoid them

the line won’t break unless you think it might.
so just don’t.

underneath the water, in a dark place
little spots of color illuminate a face

this is a love letter to you.
nobody can read it.

there’s space for the shape of a book that I wrote

“i impress you.”
“I IMPRESS YOU.”

oh, that’s you?
i didn’t know you were trapped inside a fake body.

the weight of you
tests the loose end of the string

i closed my eyes, and in my sleep
i pulled a hatchet from the deep