Mechanic movement losing sense
breaking down at my expense
learning tricks, forging the will
Where is the goal? I cannot see.
Is there a reader somewhere else?
Can my message fill the space?
hearing expressions, wanting more
hiding words within my soul.
Place an item, paint a dream
say what’s real, not what it seems
describe illusions, write the lie
marching delusions I can’t deny.
Create a wonder, draft, scratch
the extra details, you can’t detach
show the essence, hide it’s core
Leave with me, there is no more.
Is this my duty or is it my call?
Do I have talent or not at all?
Forget the answers, leave the space
To accomplish it, there is no race.
Bring your loving let it flow
Can’t forget your hatred grow
all experience would be fair
allow the others your art stare.
Precise the moment, tell the tale
print the beauty, not just the dwell
Show don’t tell, there is no end
On writing this your heart will rend.
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