Ted Christopher


Words - Poem by Ted Christopher

Paint my portrait
With black and white chalk
Blend in colors of yellow and red
-To symbolize hope and despair

Black-out the sun
And dry out the river
Deaden the flowers
And crumble the mountains

Black-out the moon
And shoot at the stars
For my life… is insignificant.

Infect the canvas
With soulless creatures
Then take charcoal
And light a match

Watch the living room; burn
The furniture; in flames
The grandfather clock; chimes
As the women in red; enters

She watches
In delight
As ink drips
From my tired eyes

Her delicate fingers
Wipe away my tears
Her long dark hair
Shadows my existence
As she says…
Your life… is insignificant

The portrait
And the man
...Welt away in flames

The women
And the audience
...Are happy to clap

For the story of this life
And ultimately this death
Was an experiment
Of how America
Perceives
Art.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 8, 2008



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