Thursday, January 07, 2021

I

I was never part of the picture

Never been part of the plan

I just happen to happen

And you own the hand

That made be be drawn.

The lines that you’ve painted

Are recognizable 

For being bolder than bold

And they danced me

Into existence 

and shaped me to flow

Into the painting.

Where is my fault 

For being drawn 

at the speed of a bomb?



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