05 / 08 / 10

My life is staged

moments sometimes stolen

battered then returned fully enraged

lost in self doubt

sitcoms try to tune it out

vicariously living through my art

mind always stranded

rowing the a bis through oil paint on this canvas

crevasses created

extent unrated

truth seeps thru

but that's just life

issues always faced

nothing's ever new

cleansed and made pure

arts my cure

a blessing with no disguise

Gods gift to me

of that I'm sure