in my front yard
gentle giants spin in circles
and misplaced thieves are grown and
flourish among their mazes
in my front yard, there are holes
for us to fall into
but maybe the trees can reach down and pick us up, someday
in my front yard
i have found my tree
in my front yard, the somber souls can float above the grass and
we can create masterpieces with our eyes
the lives can move lazily through each other
and if one of them breaks they are made whole
when they are ready to be made whole again
in my front yard
everything is flavored and colored and bright
and there are trains to take us to our homes
and wolves to guard us from ourselves
in my front yard
we are not real
unless we are
because maybe it's better that way
-from October 2009
listen y'all, i finished this today and it's my favorite painting i've done so far:
did you guys know how much i love swans?? because i really love the ugly duckling story and the song "swans" by the format and the poem "spring swan" by bukowski, and also they are beautiful majestic creatures~~~~
and...
90s music video of the day:
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