I Know Why I Sit Here

i know why i sit here before this blank canvas amidst the arena of his scattered paints those lines now barely visible soon explode into colors scapes where i escape that is why i sit here staring at the canvas here is the silence here is where the wordless artist reveals what is not there, is here i am left with my simple needs to sit and grasp, understand what is, is what is not, is not and today i cannot remember just exactly where in the dictionary i left that word this is why God created the artist to remove writes block from poets who lives next door but do not tell them that artists believe a picture is worth a thousand words or more any poet will tell you this is nonsense i came here looking for one word and i found it here in the silence with the artist Playa Hermosa 91 for Dennis Kling who is the only artist, i know of with an airhorn marked with "PoetAlert"