quietman

This Is It
-inspired by

My wall my extension
sprayed self portraits
my yearnings my learnings
for critics to see
words of wisdom
confided to all
who can witness
my glory my fame
my brush with immortality
where my colors are masks
worn to hide what unknown
that my wall truly possesses
my wall is art

my water my mirror
displayed self images
to receive to believe
for critics to ignore
puddles of industry
underfoot of all
who can hide
to walk to splash
my flirting with mortality
where my ripples are messengers
ride to warn of unknown
that my water truly possesses
my water is art

my...she
who's she
who's she who stands by my wall
who's she who stands in my water
who's she to unhinge the mask
who's she to calm the ripples
who's she to confront the unknown
who's she to make me wish

she is...
she is what my wall worships
she is...
she is what my water praises
she is...
she is art.