the body moves as it wills over canvas and colors
the hands tapping across keyboard lyrical whimsy and insightful paraphrasing
sometimes this isn’t enough
sure yes walks and bike and turning to the mountain boots laced backpack secure
these hands though demand something new
I take to the walls perhaps -metaphor for those canvas colored days-
I take to the walls tearing them down to rebuild something new
posture of a painter and a poor laborer none the difference
none the richer