New Poetry Wednesday: Painting


fiddled out emotions
watch them float out and note
linger on swaying breezes
ahead of the coming storm
storm destroys, see it now
and the way it lays waste
to the disappearing and the precious
it distinguished not
lack of fickleness when it comes
tearing through a canvas
leaching music and paint
to bleeding rubble-strewn feet
hold on and be damned by the art
willing captor of the hostage mind

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