The artist wearing her dark glasses; stole the sunlight
from the poet’s eyes by painting over the narratives in her cataract style
of cloudy depictions. As with any true altruist she believes in the selflessness
of her actions and is so elated with her art that she shares it freely.
While the poet weeps tears of ink; the artist wearing her dark glasses
thinks the poet does protest too much…and is less than impressed
with him as her reward.
2008 © T Sheridan