I think in colors like my mother does
I’m on the rainbow spectrum in my mind because
I’d rather see the light and shades
The good with bad it’s not enough
My pretty memories in a field of grays, and blacks, and whites
Melting in the blending present - twilight and dusk
It’s just a little off and odd, pretend I’m not
Some things are just so obvious
The words I have just tend to dot dot dot
dot dot dot dot dot dot
Dot dot doooot dot dot dot
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The featured image on this blog post is my current view where I sit in my art studio. It’s been a day of rest and introspection, letting my mind wonder as I tap in and out of work. These are one of my favorite kind of days. Just floating in time peacefully.