We have upset the art
and there has been
a spill of negativity
In ink we share
but
we have been careless
Linked
we swerve againgst god thought
and struggle
to paste together beauty
A tear in eye
we fiddle with emotion
incantations
and repetitions
The mission seemed real
now
it is the enemy
Worn free of meaning
less than an attender
an obstacle to the heal and the mend