A Lovely Painting
Last night I saw a lovely painting
but when I got up close,
it was not as lovely
as it seemed to be.
It was distorted and bizarre.
I tried to grasp it,
and it crumbled at my touch.
Leaving a pile of ashes at
my feet…………….
And then I woke up.
Alexis Y.
03/16/2021
Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2021
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