Said your unpainted picture
raised his pale body from the canvas
disappeared between the pages of a still empty book and managed a tiny place among the letters:
P R O L O G
Unspoken, I do not want to die
unpainted do not rest
Speak now or say nothing
take me or go let's do it NOW
Jumped out right in the colors
to sink into humanity
danced us a cover
wrote the title "NOW" into it
Pages to be turned rapidly
then it was just quite for a moment
then really starts very famos
Wrote on empty pages
from the worlds wide
also painted many pictures
so that it satisfies hunger
Gathered a heart triumphed
over all the pain
sang his song also
climbed the zenith
Immerse yourself into NOW
for ever forgot where it came from
and where it went
was not there NOW
only in the NOW was his win
Later you found great books
with paintings in it very fine
Narratives of the moment
painted with the pinch of luck
and the imagination of being.
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© Floy Dy Ra,02/23/2019
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