Saturday, March 5, 2016


You can hold your breath a second longer
Can't you?
You can stand the heat
Bear the brunt
And convert the cold
Into something less chilling…

A band of little ones
The clay children
Subjects of your artistry
Monstrous muses
Innocent and pure
Free and fragile-

You can take the tedium
The noise and neediness
The fortunes of fatigue
The days and weeks and
Mountains of months,
You are the chosen one
More reliable
You need to be ever so reliable
For the unexpected, for
There is no one else
To take your place.


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