Pollock

Slava
Poetry Lite
Published in
Jun 25, 2023
Photo by Jené Stephaniuk on Unsplash

write me a poem

of your moment

your troubles

in fine lines

paint a wall pollock

ceiling, canvas, door

sit back and watch the paint dry

slobber your words

over the floor

mop them up

slurp the flavor of art

on your level

on mine

feel your senses

sense you’re fine

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