Black Canvas

May 5, 2012
By Alteredpoetics GOLD, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Alteredpoetics GOLD, Minneapolis, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.

I'm soaked in inspiration, it's new found virginity sweeps over my eyelids until I cannot see, only then do I fully understand that the sensational opacity of darkness is one to be renewed in each glance into the void, only a complete charcoal view of my surroundings can offer such words into my truly greedy mind, mouth, spirit. As if I'm repulsed by a plain view of what? Originality? No, this is much more raw, compare it to the flesh of a young mans wound, these directions have no destination for the lost soul, only a point blank stare into the past memories floating by, to introduce you to your present, who then delegates his greeting to the future. A daunting, black void, where we splatter the blood we shed, and paint the colors we once knew to be our hope.

The author's comments:
Inspired by a black night, and open eyes.

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