Thursday, September 29, 2016

i could do that

I could do that, I tell
my friend Francis, as
we visit the art gallery.
I could make
that painting.
it's just splashing a gallon
of paint on a canvas while
it sits on the floor.
I could make about ten of those
in an hour.
well, then why don't you?
i'm busy.
busy doing what?
stuff, I've got a lot going
on these days.
oh really now, like what.
you don't want to know.
i'm working on things, things
that will be amazing
when they come to fruition.
so you can't tell me?
nope. it's a secret.
i'd need you to sign a
statement of confidentiality.
you exhaust me sometimes,
she says.

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