DOG BREATH: 21 DAYS OF POETRY, DAY 15

ARTIST COLONY

Hands on the drum 

brush on the canvas 

fingers on the fretboard 

sticks bash toms, slap cymbals

feet pound pavement 

(why not try a new route today)

keyboard hums 

wires are tangled 

spiral starts at the center of a picture

the picture grows 

develops infrastructure 

bus stops schools hospitals garage bands 

talent shows fried chicken places 

good morning 

lightning struck again 

it’s the world we’re in