Wet Paint (day 148)

as the years walk by

you can either admire them or

wish they would turn back-

choose.

as you grow up

you need to be told

you are not a puzzle

someone needs to put together

you do not need work to make you beautiful.

you do not need touch to keep you safe.

you do not need hands to make you whole.

 

you are a painting

you need to be told how

every day you have carved up the corners of someone’s mouth

until they can taste something like a smile.

you need to be told how

every day you have spilled a little paint where you walk,

palettes blended in the canyons of your footsteps,

leaving behind drops people can use

to give their world a little more color.

you need to be told how

every inch of your skin is a different wavelength

and no one wishes one of those wavelengths was gone

how else would we finish a rainbow?

you need to be told how

no matter how beautiful you already are,

every day you are still drying.

we are all still drying.

we are all just

wet paint.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 12/23/16

Growing up

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Ever the artist, you are.

Ever the artist, you are.

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"we are all still drying"

A human as a painting, perpetually drying. Intriguing image - more paint, touch-ups, get added and the paint never dries. Hmmmmm... ~allets~


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