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art_therapy
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jane
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the beautiful juxtaposed with the irritating one sits, hazel worry & apple shadow lips. behind her,
assured concentration nodding her head at the next series of thoughts. she'll interupt us with - this is her class - to cease her verbal diarrhea is to stop the mighty mississippi with a Q-tip. shift over
to foreground - the aesthetics of the way her moon face is puzzled together - i want her face as mine, or in a painting above my bed, the way i pleaded in awkward puberty to look more like my mother -
to exchange asymmetrical lips for premature smile lines. the sanguine on her lips brings out so the green in her eyes, framed in dark lines i could walk for miles
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highanddry
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Today I asked the guys I work with to draw, hoping it'd give me some sort of a window deep into their souls.
Two guys refused. Another wrote his name backwards.
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050916
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ever dumbening
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i used to go to therapy
now i just fire up the plasma torch and the mig
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ionesco
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finger painting on overlayed strips of duct tape adhered to my door, won't a passerby join me and someone just does, dabbing colors, pushing them about, sticky film coating the fingers and wondering just how this applies.
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