Clay- A Porm from A Beautiful Violation by Joshua Blackwood


I’m not an artist
I should start by saying that

Digging into this lump of mud
Trying to form meaning

Something you could love

Wet and cold
It flows through my fingers

I should have taken a class
Can’t do this alone

Dig in with me

Help me shape it into something beautiful

Work through
Give it purpose
Touch my heart and give life to this form

I’m not an artist, but that’s been said

There’s no point
Things fall apart
But let’s not think about that now

As our hands make us want to forget

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