Wednesday, October 1, 2025

Current

 "Current"

An uncluttered movement cascading through my mind

Violently tame, concealed and oblique, an everlasting latency

You surge and you sweep, seeping out of me til I'm blind.


This poem represents a person who is comparable to the swift motion of water. In the painting, the motion of the paintbrush/paint is in a circular pattern, which helped convey the frivolous ardor(?) of the poem.  


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