What I Have Left

What I Have Left

I surround myself
With a million means
Of silent speech
Paper and pen,
Paint and palette knife,
Lights, camera,
Action

All intended
To fill
The empty hours
To fill
The endless void
Left in my life
By the absence
Of reason.

In the process I
Pour what remains
Of the thin
Liquids of life
Blood, sweat,
And tears

Onto the page
Spread them

Across the canvas
Instill them
Into the image

And do what
I can
With what
I have left.

MWA
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