New limited edition wearable artwork: a wordwork by K.I.A., a poem using only top secret keywords used by the CIA, NSA, (and so on), on the below (numbered) t-shirt. Guaranteed to start a discussion. Or a rendition. Or an abduction.
DEADBEEF ATOMICRAFT KH-11
The chameleon man, the alchemist, the eternity server, a mole; with visionquest, by retinal fetish, a scanner of the keyhole
Spies not daisy, iris, hollyhock, or rose, but something maverick (or from the Weekly World News), unclassified, anonymous, explicit, rogue, veiled forthcoming but with an unlimited view
Pornstars plus ninja on calliope indigo, (with a dazzler predator debugging the concerto) a cowboy, redheads, and a sharpshooter with a glock, and in the sidemirror, an elf, a gorilla, and sphinx with a lock
Eavesdropping jazz jargon and pinknoise passwords, he flashbangs a merlin -- phreaking XS4all, ramjets past jupiter, then a megastar, and at last bursts through diamondchips and galaxydust to breach nightfall...
There, in sugargrove sweetdreams to see reddawn & bluesky crystallize a white sea but suddenly, to stun, comes temblor, whirlpool, tsunami, to scissor inspiration, sing disaster sagacity
Comes a crazytrain babblequest conundrum, and thinkchew thunderweb doublevision, no noblequest just atomicraft, warstock bullion of immaculate constellation
Then the virus messiah — the tarot card reveal deadbeef frozentundra, a blizzard, a blacksnake in firelake with the 777 seal, in derby hat with third chance, a mockingbird
The Sundevil, the Dragonmaker, with halo duress white giant sorcery, in blackflesh, using magyck and darkshroud, all trojan, to turn offensive utopia into a chemical burn.
NOTE: The poem, now in quatrains (cuz Nostradamus), has been edited to include the latest UFO / UAP secret project name recently revealed by a whistleblower, and the rhyme tightened. The original poem appears in this painting (which also contains Area 51 landing-strip map, blueprints for a listening device bug, and digital camouflage patterns), more about HERE: