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[rndmdrama]

An Artist’s Afternoon

Lately I’ve been contemplating
My plans for tomorrow
Today what I’m doing

Wondering what’s next
Color bricks on a fault line
That I trace from me to you

Paths to tread lightly
Tremors frequenting as they do

Paint a place in a picture
A lie where I’m smiling
The sky is blue and sunny

Don’t leave me here
Beneath the painted maple
Leaves blurring in wet strokes

A dark canvas to work upon
Making yellows dim brown

The colors are blurring
My tears are marring
That true to life blue

Slow now brush down
The path unevenly set
Infinitely winding away

No where to go to and nothing remains
Wet canvas, dirty fingers, unhappy heart

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STILL

They walked
As though drawn to heat in the cold
The faceless men
Shedding light on dark matters
Standing tall and silent in shadows
Still in their body
Minds racing
Wordlessly communicating
Ignoring logic
Empowering silence
Only crackling leaves
Crushed behind trees
Anonymous encounters
Touching without connection
Realizing nocturnal desires
Alone in the company of others