art is hard
Lime and limpid green
and all the spaces in between
Yellow and sunshine mellow
walking through void in your travel
Blue stars and purple faces
solid time and desolate places
Wandering through lifes stitched seems
red blood and red opened veins
Pouring sweat driven insane
All too killing color
All too much being smothered
So, paint me as you wish.
I depart as a canvas.
