I breathe, exercise, rest, jump and eat to paint
Loud neon canvases, nothing dull or quaint
Acrylic reds, greens, blues and silvers are on my finger tips
In my hair, on my wrists, under my arms and on my lips
Globs of orange were on my thighs and legs today
How they got there artist me refuses to say
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