THE
HIDDEN WE COLLECT
Reactive life's situations,
we wield our pen or brush to create art
imitating reality. We probe
the depths. We excavate jeweled gains
from layers of thoughts. We search Artistic
finery, the hidden feelings we collect
from the puissant jaws of suppressed fictions.
We dive into hormonal streams, scooping
what we can of figments naughty and decent.
On canvas or screen we feverishly
create art before it dissipates
into wisps of haze like sprites
disappearing.
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I just love suppressed fictions!
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