Cloudy mornings
July 11, 2009
wake sour and miserable
crumpled like a spider underfoot
paralysis, kind of.
terrified to think, to move, to feel.
withdrawn
head hovers listless above that hollow bellied mortification
a moth flopping heavily, clumsily over the flame
a brush; heavy paper.
mix some colors
blot them down
let them seep, let them find that bridge of water tension
then leap, and drift about.
drying and changing.
a fish. a plant. some fruit.
apple red and goldfish orange
here, everything is child bright.
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