Confusion

I wish I had known
that colors had less meaning
than truth,
that anyone with a crayon
and opinion
could create
and recreate
until the most finite thing
is as vague as art
and twice as perplexing.

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The photograph is actually of some spiderwebs in my beloved’s basement, tinkered into something unrecognizable, not because I wanted to create art, but because I had no unmanipulated image to illustrate my poem. If you like that sort of thing, you can click on it for a larger version.

Tom