My artwork, merely sketches
I choose to complete
At least mostly
Seem to be when I hold
And use a pencil
With the lead broken
At least mostly
Barely held in place
By the wood encasing
As this commands attention
Rarely found focus
Thought out process and patience
Qualities I am less known to use
Every stroke is a test
At using what is available
Until it is unable
The process parallels
The mind that tries
What others see as useless.