Wish NOT Fulfilled
If I were a painter
I would a paint away the anger
with pretty flowers
and abstract shapes
and oddly-shaped people
who smile fake smiles
and frown fake frowns
made of charcoal and pencil and ink and paints
If I were a dancer
I would dance to tell a story
of life and death
of reoccurring dreams
and imaginary people
who smile fake smiles
and frown fake frowns
made of wrist-flicks and toe-points and leaps and sashays
If I were a musician
I would write a song so blue
you will cry in spite of you
telling of smoky bars
and silly clowns
and drugs and sobriety
and people who smile fake smiles
and frown fake frowns
made of candies and words and bribes and money
Painting pictures of imaginary things
Dancing dances of imaginary scenes
Singing songs of imaginary friends
Living in my own imaginary world
with people and things that smile fake smiles
and frown fake frowns
made of charcoal and wrist-flicks and money and life.
~More...music?
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