Treasure Island

Nathan J. Bogart

(Detroit, MI)

The Paint Bleeds Through


I played an out-of-tune guitar
(I need to change the strings, adjust the wood, etc.)
And, I drew an imperfect angel
(A friend told me it looked as if it was melting)
I wrote a bunch of half a** poems
And read several books that made me feel as if
The one thing I'm good at isn't good enough
I won 'most artistic' for the class of 2009
It was as if the sun had been awarded
By the wandering blind

Submitted: Monday, February 02, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, April 01, 2009

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