Artistic Impediments

Significance of impediment lies on unstable foundations.

Volatile in mind and matter, we'll deteriorate imperceivably,

Until our elasticity snaps, sending severed sediments

Hurtling towards our head, lacerating significantly. 

It's impossible to counter the rhythmic embedding of 

How we should draw our portraits. 

When we don't have the finer brushes

For the finest of desires,

Damned is the aspirations of the

Already stunted artist.

 

Dare not it allow detractions from motivation,

But search wide for independence, severance

From the malignancy of a life conventional.

 

I love you my darling, you just know naught

Of how it is I intend to do so.

You may see the blanket of stars

But may not feel its warmth over your world.

Not yet.

Let your sufferance of words important

Splinter your bones until the frame of you

Is revealed.

Only then may you scrape dried paint

From your stained canvas

And make for an art more suited. 

 

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