Friday, September 16, 2016


Make me attractive
Stone told sculptor
It is not in you
Said the sculptor and walked away
Paint on me said the canvas
You don't have the colours
Said the artist
Put us together
Said the words
I have no idea said the poet.
Do something to me
I asked?
You sculpted a life out of me.
A full iife.
Who are you?
What are you?
Does any one know?

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