Curiosity
Interests follow like a young child
Freighted by thunder and dark places
Belonging has found itself lost.
Corners of spaces unremembered.
Capturing extras within what is.
Found beyond a grasp.
Dawn’s touches explored.
Knowing the beautiful truths of thirst.
Searching as fingers run across photos
Looking where skins paintbrush forms truth...
Silently you were forever frozen
Time has become another number on a list.
The list of painting fantasies
Still yet to be finished
Still not knowing
What is mine and what is not.
