Life

People pretend

it’s all fluff and feathers,

it’s not a pillow,

and for humanity 

as a whole

it’s really somewhere between

a rock and a hard place.

Art

It’s impossible to comprehend

all that’s ever been spoken to it,

we can commiserate,

bask in it’s inevitable glory;

Despite the opinions,

the paint color,

or any other medium,

the potential energy

drained on that canvas

doesn’t see those limitations

-our imaginations don't see those restrictions either.

It's a very intimate part of somebody.