I Draw With Words... Poem by Elena Goldenberg

I Draw With Words...



I draw with words of an angry paint
My life's complexion is slightly faint
My cheekbones high in an easy bite
A phantom headache's embrace is light
On empty pages of day and night
I mark a circle of blank and white
With dots of pixels and aimless taint
I draft a zillion angels, to hide a saint.

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