words traced on an overcast day
an artist finds meaning in drab colors
I wish more people would speak through art
obscure, interpretive, disjointed
perfect communication
distance and differences
only seems real
when you ask the wrong questions
because
art travels on bad roads
broken by life and
chalked on sidewalks
words are the caretaker
and the teacher
a messenger of secrecy
poor poets
are prophets
always ridiculed
and misunderstood
in their time
because
at 4AM
sleep deprivation does more for
the realization of visions
than education or drugs
and
death makes rockstars of us all