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Click click
and tap tap
shhif shif
and tip tip.
My whole canvas on screen
afraid someone would peek
afraid that the someone
would shun me.
Small, perfect letters
put together into words
put together into blocks
put together into a poem.
Afraid that someone would hear
the tips and taps of the keyboard
Short songs on a low volume
playing and replaying.
Those songs which give me a will to draw
to think of
something anew
something alive.
Is it true, is it true
how so I worked on those pictures
those poems
how I listened to those songs.
How I could have been possessed
by only those songs
those songs which
had given me a certain will.
- by Artistic Visionary |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/01/2008 |
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- Title: Act on Paper
- Artist: Artistic Visionary
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Description:
I actually realized something about my art, though.
Usually outside and at home I'm not one to think or feel as depicted in my art, but something in me usually ticks, and I start to think about things.
Here and only here, these feelings are jotted down. o.o
And, most of the time it's hard to believe for me if I actually say to myself I did my own pictures with my own right hand. - Date: 12/01/2008
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