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Flesh and Bone

 

finding myself after all these years
drawing stick figures in the sand
knowing the tide will wash them away
an act of pure futility

yet I believe somewhere in myself
that I can put flesh and bone
to my skeletal writes
make real blood pump through their veins

like a God give them life
watch as they take a first breath
look on as my creation
becomes something of substance

I'm still scribbling on bathroom stalls
the filth of my youth
a mark that I was here
written in my own shit

I want to know and taste beauty
able to recognize real art
when I witness it

could be we're all given a unique palette
with which to paint with

I'm driven like a women possessed to press on
drawing stick figures in the sand
the tide is coming time to begin again






Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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