This ****** canvas, sprayed on rainbows
wasted paint, caught red handed
a stencil of your profile
posted on my pall
each year reminisce over lost brushes
with bristles ripped and torn out
enough tears to cry silver, paint bittersweet illustrations
with wet paint. not to drip on the rug
sorrow stains in the splattered shapes of,
loved ones, toys, and times with smiles
that create a frame to hang on the wall
because a good piece of art
should aways be appreciated