With Peaceful Easy Strokes
I mix the Grey
of ash and soot
into shade, ground
from between the leaves
of midnight and dawn
as the texture of you
begins the pale
to nothing
as each lift of the brush,
and every dab erased you
from the canvas of my life,
I realize,
I am overpainting each
and every particle
of you
I meditate on the good
but with regret I forget,
for in the remembering
burns a nothingness
I remix the colour
with a rainbows spray,
and I fill the void
where you once stood
too long
I stood in the background
of your Shadow painting
I am a now
mistress of my own easel
and my brush is reaching
out of the shadow
of you
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