took a second to jot this down, I never painted a psalm/
realism, not abstract, picaso would've painted it wrong/
Opaque but yet translucent, picture created the form/
gradient charm, encased in the Bricks laid/
Necklace made of Wood, fingers pressed for the pic takes/
flip script like flipped page/
across the way neighboring window chose not to flip shades/
Wonder what wonders they did see, wish that we could switch place/
then vantage point I'd see, be close to me like a rib cage...
Or Face to face...Bird's Eye View
D. Abshire
July 7th, 2010~4:11a.m.
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