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| Mindseye (acrylic on canvas, 2011) |
Deliberate acts create the unintended
Effect is never quite what's caused
Variables multiply
faster than definitions
In my mind's eye the colours dance with purpose
Pools trickles tangles smears lines webs
Their play desires my imagination
Each colour pulls my mind's eye past horizon
Where past my understanding, they continue flowing
Where past my comprehension, their song sings to my song
Where past my thoughtful reasons, their need continues through me
Where past my body's surface
they call me on.
(Are you coming?)
(I'm almost there.)
