Smooth Beats On A Canvas
Nodding off or bopping
either or is enlightening
to a situation
I am made aware.
Distracted by a melody
These smooth beats move,
but cause me to
stop and listen.
How is this happening
when the deep deep pink
sloshes into a wet puddle
dripping everywhere?
Brush clean,
beat clean;
New color,
new song.
I carry on:
stroke—
pause—
bop!
a finished playlist.
a finished canvas.
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