the art of ripping out pages
the art of correcting mistakes
the art of snipping flowers at their stems
the art of cutting balloons at their strings
the art of tearing envelopes open & broken
the art of feast and reject
the art of indifference-
I have been an artist, a jack of all trades,
but now neither jack nor master of one.
I am stacking old canvases and washing brushes,
and I am so totally, entirely sorry
I am artlessly sorry,
(I did manage to master the art of apology
but it's not something praiseworthy, done artfully,
and besides, now I think it is the master of me).
