An artist that lies under tangles of thread.
Dead art, is what they call her.
Too hidden beneath the smoke of burning branches
to ever pick up the brush in glory again, as they say.
The embers blow away you know,
and that artist will be sewn and embroidered into your scene-
you'd wish you could have painted.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
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