Poem -

Plague

Plague

I lay asleep
while you
thumb through
the pagesΒ 
I call art

I dreamΒ 
in turmoil
of past anxiety
and future fears
knowing the
ink I disgorge
will eventuallyΒ 
make its way
on my canvass
for theΒ 
critical eyeΒ 
to see

the gate keeper
rules
the entrance way
from my subconscious
to the stateΒ 
of mindfulness

leaving my
self torment
to captivate me

Poetry isΒ 
my release
it is aΒ 
soothing antibiotic
to theΒ 
hurtful truth
that besiege me

there isΒ 
no cure though
just temporary
relief of
a plague that
will always
be there
Β 

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