Canvas

An empty room
However, a charm
14 by 6
1943
Oil on canvas

Dry lakes
Cracked dams

On the brink of a disaster
The sight identifies
Dry lake
The beauty of seeing
A canvas for the first time

Every brushstroke
Every decision
I see more of myself
In this mess

Reduce to tears
But tears are not pleas

I refuse to believe that someone who I don't know (knows about me)
Dry lake, the beauty of seeing
A disaster at 14 by 6
Of seeing a canvas for the first time

An empty room
The mirror reflects
Oil on canvas
Tears are not pleas

Of seeing a canvas for the first time