The canvas reminds me of soft colors.
Brown and green and blue on brown canvas. Twisting around each other.
And the twisting turns the canvas smiles,
clouds with streaks of black and grays like breaths.
Branches reaching up from the ground twisting around each other
and the canvas smiles reminding me of soft colors.
And as the sunsets the sun softens upon their faces.
Eldorado, Arkansas. Holiday Inn.
Today is a corvette, blue. Z06. The paleness of the morning.
wrapped in leather interior.
The canvas reminds me of soft colors.
September 