Various nonsense, poetry and cacophonous blatherings. I am morose, verbose, and ambidextroose. Care to join me? I love to hear others poems please throw one in! Peace and love.
Aug 18, 2007
Medium Yellow Dark
running paint melting colors feel like mine grasp their time to concentrate the point of my intention Sunflowers burst forth Seedy and ripe on my page heavy with paint I run too from you Hide in the stock-still moment I dip my brush in amber fire my heart beats at the end of my No 5 brush
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