The entranced artist passionately
Smears a piece her of soul onto canvas.
A bare and brutal reflection of pigments.
Cracked mirrors indignantly litter
Her mottled trashscape.
Her blood pounds,
Her breath grows quick,
Brilliance cinches her gut.
Her body begins to implode,
Under emotive pressures,
Spatters onto countless tablets,
With assertive discrimination.
For one pregnant year.
Her heart sours through her benumbed chest
Bursting high into sensual impulse,
Comet-like.
Raised,
With altered consciousness and burning trail,
She strolls consumerist streets,
Beholds simple repetition and fruitless complexity.
Despairing,
With sparse disappointment and sputtering sparks,
She withdraws into herself,
Reignites,
And promenades genius avenues with pristine gait,
Tameless and disloyal,
Boundless and free.
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