No matter what generation you come from
There is a cruelness of men and women
Not all men and not all women
But some to many of both
In a search for connection
I showed him my art
Drawings of dreams
And of nightmares
The vulnerability of imperfect lines
Of raw pain mixed into streaked charcoal
Page after page I flipped
Through my inner most thoughts
I watched his eyes
As he scanned each design
He turned toward me
Looking in my eyes
And gently says...
"You should stick to poetry"
Aug 17, 2023
Aug 17, 2023 at 10:19 PM UTC
No matter what generation you come from
There is a cruelness of men and women
Not all men and not all women
But some to many of both
In a search for connection
I showed him my art
Drawings of dreams
And of nightmares
The vulnerability of imperfect lines
Of raw pain mixed into streaked charcoal
Page after page I flipped
Through my inner most thoughts
I watched his eyes
As he scanned each design
He turned toward me
Looking in my eyes
And gently says...
"You should stick to poetry"
That statement hurt more than he will ever recognize.
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