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Blue Thoughts in Red Ink

I wake up, I might be screaming
Exhale sigh in relief, was only dreaming
I know what I should be doing, who I should be
Still resisting, it just won’t feel like me
Do I prefer the predictable, a normal life so tame?
Still running not wanting to taste the lovely plateau of fame
Ironic, I may be lonely already, my mind in a paradox it’s caught
I step inside myself trying to accomplish some serious thought
My weary body, I must rest it upon my soft bed
Losing myself to slumber, whilst the pillow cradles my head
I wake up, I may be screaming
I’m afraid I could still be dreaming….

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this poem reminds me loops, further reminding me of circles. I loathe circles


dark, poetry, dream, strange, dreaming, therapy, screaming, loop

I never have a total plan when painting, only a vague idea and haven’t cultivated my own unique techniques, which is why some works can look very different from one another.

you can visit my Etsy shop for the original works.

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