brush strokes
careless colors
of her subconscious
spilled over onto
the white canvas
yet touched by
her brush
each thought
propelled by motion
created an opposed line
of form unrelated to
the pressure of her
own brush
trespassing strokes
appearing in odd angles
displayed a tongue of
unknown origin
disappearing
her body lacked knowledge
of the unknown presence
stealing her soul
ReadWritePoem #28: Write a poem about something that doesn’t exist.
photo: cillialou1124, photobucket
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- May 29, 2008 / 4:15 pm
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