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I wish my calligraphic swoops meant something Instead it’s like when I bark back to the dog |
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Yesterday I painted over a painting done before and kind of liked the look of it Today I did it again It’s the book dropped in the bathtub look I find comforting |
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I hope there are people who like red as much as I like blue Every time I try to celebrate the glories of red I end up sneaking in a stroke or two of purple just blue in disguise |
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How I love the swoop of a confident brushstroke So much lovelier than a tentative jitter But without those cautious stumbles we never get to leap |