Artist in a tumult
and the hopeful consolers say,
"Life goes on..."
To this sort
the interpretation is of a sentence laborious
weighty and grave.
Artist in a tumult
reassurance is this:
"Creativity continues."
As the foil wrapper from the chocolate candy
magneted to the inside of my medicine cabinet reads:
"the best ideas come
when you think you've just run out of them."
Happiness is a dog that waits at your feet
ready jump into life as you do.
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