I am
Violet as my smudged
charcoal hands
defile another reckless sketch
My art has no meaning today.
Searching for a hint to guide me
before I forget why I bothered
I’m so forgetful these days.
I feel as if someone’s
pulled a plug from the bottom of my head
And all my thoughts are rushing
rushing
rushing away.
My fingers are rough
calloused
musical
But purely ornamental
If I were taller, I’d be a hazard
to society.
If I am not one yet.
My fingers are no longer
twirled pads
The charcoal cannot stick
to them.
I haven’t written like this
In years
years















Comments
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In the quest for a frozen waffle, one man will be led horribly astray.. Stay tuned for a preview of. Leggo my fuckin' eggo. Coming to a theater near you.
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Out of all my deviations, this wolf drawing is my favorite: [link]
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This is your punishment.
and by the way, excellent signature.
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This is your punishment.
yes. All this inspiration and no use for it!
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This is your punishment.
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Science is the answer! But not math. Math is hard.
We shall combine them together to make a CROCOGATOR!
Nobody's perfect. Well, there was this one guy, but I killed him.
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This is your punishment.
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