2022 August 26

I do not suggest a philosophy
lurks behind my painting:
I am going blind, why
me and colors first, I take
my glasses off to see them
while I can. Same with my
poetry, which I don’t write
anymore, no sophisticated
epistemology implied,
let me spare you inferring
The more I paint the more I mute
me, not mute, stop and wonder
if saying obsolete now

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