Glorious shades of maroon
Wondrous tints of auburn
Smearing together across a surface made of glass
Fluid blends of violet
Abrupt endings to peaceful mindsets
Slightly fading images
Fooling the canvas into wearing white
As he escapes his fear of unconscious lust
Yearning for unrealistic fantasies
A hunger for patience
Profoundly disappointed once more
Roaring winds take their course
He picks up the paintbrush
Guided by texture and fate
Frozen stone tables
Long, gradual strokes
A crack in the morning sky
The sun begins to rise
An early bird’s symphony
Morning dew on the wheatgrass
All turns gray
A blind man’s tomb