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by Johanna May

A black furry bao
for a face.
When you close your eyes
you are all fluff
no longer animal.

For a second--
found art,
kitsche,
plush into creature.

Like an artist
Painting the sky full of dark clouds--
but he died
before he could paint the birds.

03/07/2017

Posted on 03/07/2017
Copyright © 2024 Johanna May

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/07/17 at 05:10 PM

I've always enjoyed your unique way of painting a picture. Thanks for this. I love the idea of found art.

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