I stare at the screen
My eyes crossing, contacts dry
As I try to paint
Using only words
Some words are sharp, some pointy
Others are vivid
Like a 1972 VW
Others are dull and sticky
Like hour old chewing gum
What’s true about words as art
Is there are thousands
And if they connect just right,
They create not just art, but action
And drama that invokes real emotion
Yet somehow writing is also…
Isolating
Because the art is real
But invisible
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