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The art of conversation and Titian
 

Hail to the thieves
that retrieve
lost trees. 

Hey! Where do you disappear?

Hail to the piercing taste of a pear. 

Hey! Why do you gaze at me so?

I don't need reality unless it's mine. 

Talk to me. 
Talk to me. 
Take your time and sigh. 
See the world redesigned. 
Then let it go.

Sell sunbeams in a crisis. 
Talk to the stones that turn. 

Touch the rhythm and burn with it.
Celebrate both victory and defeat. 
See what's featured in the cosmic menu. 
Among all the amenities I obtain you. 

The art of grabbing without touching. 
The art of dreaming without falling asleep.
The art of loathing without telling. 
The art that picks the hip from the heaps
of all their winnings. 

The art of elusive light.
The art of being close tonight
and disappearing tomorrow.
The art of 'have-a-nice-day' 
with a finger on a trigger. 
The art of getting miniscule
and then growing bigger.
The art that unites all nations - 
the everlasting
misconception
of communication. 

05/06/2016

(c) Maryna Tchianova 2016
Ukraine

Inspired by http://www.wikiart.org/en/rene-magritte/the-art-of-conversation-1950?utm_source=returned&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=referral

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