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i can't draw

- one of those unceasing shames to someone with vision -


impotent fingertips

unhinged from frayed string hanging off my spine

unable to translate the revelations in my mind

into images on a page


a canvas is a Bad Place


somewhere I've gone to seek release

and left holding chicken scratch resentment

a sigil of unavoidable failure

incompetence


i can't draw

- and trying feels like screaming out silence

with a symphony in your throat -


but i can turn

a revelation legible

skip over middlemen of paint and brush

and etch these feverdream words right in the back of your eyelids

so clear

that what i see

will be all you ever see

in your sleep


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