An art,
‘ ‘ a knowledge‘ ‘ ‘
‘ ‘ a goddess divine
sits and stares
into cataclysmic depths
while mousse brown insomnia
drips from
the whiskers of paint
on to a philosophical age.
Twisting mysteries to endless history.
Creating renovating
Da Vinci wisdom
Pine green thoughts
‘ interrupt a
‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ broken
‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ smile
playing upon the soft contours of a secret.
