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Friday, March 23, 2012

Free Verse: Satisfying colouring

Free, but Rich for me

I want to let my fingers be mixed in paint;
They are easier to eat
Than my feelings now

A bird is standing on my head
No calm bird
No happy bird
No chirpy bird

I need the texture of colours,
Safe, textures...
To fill my fingers
And feelings.
A void is it
In a room full of feelings.

Expression.
In colour.

Real colours.
Real textures.
Real paper.
Real paint
Real crayons
Real brushes...
Real.
Distinct.
Accurate.

Complete.
True.
Satisfaction.

Void filled.

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