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Wadded Up
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2024 Wadded Up
Crumble you up
Like a mistaken sheet in a sketch book
Drain it’s wayward color from my life
To puddled hues
On the floor
Toss the wad to the heap
Of misguided lines and realities
What I want and what is there
Don’t meet in the width of pencil lines
Perspective a-kilter-ed
not meeting the horizon line
Not even a study in abstraction
But a distillation of the red of the heart
Seeping into the fibers of the paper
Rendering it failed and destroyed
And utterly useless
Except as filler in a hole.
