EXPOSED SELF
Tonight I drip
I run down the wallsÂ
In this lacklightÂ
I puddle at walls bottom
Along the baseboards
You’ll find my tracings
Marking territory
Surely belonging to self
Scream inconvenienceÂ
Cry of foul
Claim lack of relevanceÂ
 IndifferenceÂ
Still rivulets of I
Evidenced in streaksÂ
Top to bottom
I have become
Tatoo darkened lines
Leave inked stains
Graffiti in life
Graffitied death
Wall adhered ego
Recently stilled
Continues echoing
Sharp report
Lead cerebrally applied
A misting
A scattering
A splattering
An existence solid
Turns to one of stain
Both remembered
ImpactivelyÂ
Decoration complete
Society demanded
Cleanup requiredÂ
Corpse disposal
Remaining question
TragedyÂ
Or Artful
Ending
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Comments
Very well written with that question at the end ??? well done! ?
Hi Wayne
art is open to interpretation,
what is part of a loved one, splashed on a wall may well be considered art by another.
thanks for reading and commenting
john
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John this is excellent and very cinematic , pinned ,Â
NigelÂ
Some exits are more cinematic, some sleep, some leap, some burst red, then there are those who stay to gather poetic material as well as to see how this ends.
im riding this train to the end of the track, thanks for reading
john
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Holy Crap JOHN!!...... what a stunning piece of death being splattered artistically..... playing with the potential of words to document poetically ' the end of days' for the owner of a lonely and broken heart....... this is SO interpretively compelling that it leaves me with questions and no answers...... suffice it to say, fantastically artistic and logically threatening!!...... at least that what this humbled man's eyes perceive!!......PINNED!!......wow!!.......T xo ♥
I was thinking of how easily life can go from a “art in motion exhibit” to a “Still Life” displayed on a wall.
as alway, praise from a poet such as yourself encourages me.
thanksÂ
John
In a word, "brilliant."
This must be what it feels like to be the proverbial fly on the wall.
Nicely penned, sir John.
~Dean✍️
An insect pinned by a painting,
splattered by the last explosive  gunstroke.
forced to take part in art.
thank you for reading and commenting
john
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