Canvas
I like love paintings that I can touch
An artist’s painting not incased behind glass
Rough canvas, brushstrokes created by lead and acrylic
Something that I can brush my fingers against
A feeling in color and sometimes not
Scratches against the serene white
Or sometimes not
Emotion standing forever still
Something animate, something real
Against the rough canvas
The useable is now seen
Against the white and grey
Against my eager fingers
Or sometimes not.
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