"A Brush"

March 28, 2018

Wonderfully unbalanced bristles
In a predicament with their ferrule

The artist’s engine
Belly-flopping and skating
Adjacent to the stretch

To parent a monster or a universe
Is to fix a brush forth

The academy of Quest
Is often where we find our thrill

The academy of Quest
Is often where we learn to arouse
that fleshy hunger for value
And saturation

Or lack thereof

Such a confidential story we hide
In our bristles
Such an inborn punch we clench with our teeth

Let go

And polish your diary

And dip it halfway into the jar of stature

The author's comments:

I was inspired, and still am, by my wonderful teachers and my beautiful mother.

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