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Rated: E · Prose · Arts · #908905
a mad artist has an ailing fate with women, inspiring his oceanic paintings
*Wanton Waves*

The wild painter’s hand dances rapidly
waves of color surround his body
beyond the frame, he'll place the blame
an ocean of waves create her face,
blue and purple shadows amidst them,
the orange sun sets his vision ablaze

I watch him through a clairsentient window,
flinging paint, like a madman of romantic creation...
his amber aura glowing...serpent rising…
up around and down again
sacral energy flowing
he splashes the canvas in the face,
with feuding blue and purple paint

An inauspicious embrace, and again another mistake
He’s submerged below and apt to make
his movements induced from incessant heartache
so he’ll share his beach with another doll
forget it all… sweeten his watery salted fall
with new lips to kiss the blond horizon
now grasping her above the surface
dawn’s fingertips will run through the dark sky

A grinding screech on night’s chalkboard,
awakens him madly from the ocean’s bubble
another pang in the ears, drumming the head,
cracks the throat to swallow his abused stomach
into a molten ball of blue and purple plastic

Only to be frozen… in the volatile ocean
Then, again burst with fever
over another’s microwaving words,
re-heating his belly into an amethyst acrylic jelly
from the pallet he’ll paste
and splash into another pretty doll’s
wanton... waving... abyssal face.
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