Gridlocked Paper ArtA Poem by kelvinMy mind is gridlocked, as the traffic flow of my poetry stops. Sign says road out take a detour, which makes this road trip more obscured. Inconveniently the destination of my poetry’s path is now longer. Yet I feel that it’s a must to fulfill the desires and needs of paper wanting ink. So am I the cure for paper’s hunger? Now I’m the artist with the tattoo gun in my hand, making it buzz as I permanently tattoo my ink in paper’s flesh with a straight hand. Now the paper’s body is covered with my signature ink. Signature ink brewed from the mind, like mind and pen were connected as one flowing in a aspect that’s unique. This is unique Unique I say Unique I think But in the end this, is an art form.
© 2013 kelvinAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on April 19, 2013 Last Updated on April 19, 2013 Tags: Tattoo, unique, gridlocked, poetry, traffic AuthorkelvinALAboutI like to write and enjoy reading other s and what they have to say or express. i like to write from my life and experiences and that of another putting myself in someone else shoes writing from thei.. more..Writing
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