To Vanessa
Hazy,
fading
pictures
awaiting
the
justification
of
an
artist
Strange
echoing
voices
demanding
some
clarification.
A
microscopic
assertion
of
a
kaleidoscopic
impression
drawing
a
break
through
from
a
labyrinth.......
......i
pity
the
poet
in
love
I
pity
the
artist,
burdened
with
the
onus
of
drawing
the
hazy
picture
clear.
A
picture
anticipated
and
still
imaginery
I
pity
the
writer,
for
burdening
his
parker
pen
to
lay
the
answers
plain
on
paper.
The
answers
to
accompany
the
picture
I
pity
the
scientist
too,
for
coaxing
the
machines
to
magnify
the
microcosm
of
a
poet
in
love
to
an
understandable
version.
The
poet
in
love
with
Vanessa
I
pity
the
poet,
for
having
regained
a
loving
heart
once
lost,
only
to
surrender
the
keys
yet
again
and
this
time.....the
master
key
was
not
spared
.......gone
the
poet's
heart
to
Vanessa
I
pity
this
pit
the
poet
fell
in
for
it
is
colourfully
painted
and
on
all
the
walls
scribbled;
SHOW
SOME
LOVE
Love,a
picture
born
out
of
those
hazy,fading
pictures
Love,an
answer
to
those
strange
reverberating
voices
Love,the
detected
intractible
kaleidoscopic
virus
by
the
microscope
Love,Vanessa
is
the
labyrinth
i
found
the
poet
wandering
...............drink
it
Vanessa
ITS
NOW
SAFE
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