Comments about Nola Jazz
To the alluring unaware,
To the enticing ignorant,
My efforts shall not be wasted.
The mountain of insecurities
Is one I wish not to climb.
Scaling is not the dilemma,
Just my ever-fleeting attention span.
A physical vessel aesthetically pleasing to the naked eye,
But my attenuated vision rescues the anatomy from additions.
Freed from embellishments and void of defensive mechanisms.
This is not a conceptualized example of beauty.
This is the epiphany I’ve feared for so long.
No forced limits…no barriers…just You.
So much potential locked away...