Saturday, July 30, 2016

the abstract life

life is hardly a circle,
although
it sounds good
when speaking of what comes
back around.
it's more
of an abstract painting,
a Jackson
Pollock canvas,
of energy
and doubt,
of paint slung and dripped,
splattered
with a mind of its own.
maybe in the end
it's something
when held up
from a distance,
and maybe it's not
anything, but a mess.

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