Art, My

I crafted an sculpture not long ago

It is not to my liking anymore.

It might be the duct tape, it might be the clips

It might be the two of them cannot get along.

I wrote (or jotted?) some lyrics some minutes ago

They are not to my liking anymore.

It might be the prose, it might be the angst

It might be the two of them cannot get along.

We might as well face it

I am terrible artist, to be sure

It is just that I honestly believe

That the two of them cannot get along.

Author's Note

Journal entry.

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