can I pen a poem
if I don’t know him? I see
the man’s brows rise
and fall.
So, a note I do call.

You ask
can I sing a song
if it rains on my lawn? I hear
the clouds clap their applause –
So, I sing without pause.

You ask
can I paint a picture
if I’ve no liquor? And make
the picture sunny
as the world is grey and runny?
So, I splatter it in dots
and watch it defrost.