I’d wanted to add just one more color,
but then, they took my painting away
I thought there was still time for art and love,
but they said, no, it was time for my meds
Who hears me now, that I can’t scream? When
even my prayers are monitored for content?
It needed umber or siena; a forest scene.
We walked in the woods on our first date –
You’ve never heard her story, so
I need to tell it while I can —
I talk a lot with the air conditioners, here.
Do you? They help my paintings dry.
I needed to add that one more color
I need you to know how beautiful she is
She was
