Paint By Numbers
Attempted paint by numbers, but it cheats with letters
that mix in unexplainable hues, distorting, desecrating -
I’m complaining. Not at all lavender in the sky, but peach.
It bobs at eye-level. I try to slather it
with a more acceptable color, then swim underwater.
That color, likewise betrays, lies, cannot sway
me to keep this set of paints nor its decrepit cardboard.
So I have no idea how to paint with instructions - it ain’t
but a distraction, a muse gone wrong - brush doesn’t belong
in my hand. Perhaps I will pull yarn through a loom
and let a flower or such bloom; or poesy a catastrophe…
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