Dye the world
the color of your soul
original poetry & imagesAt every juncture,
Even with weary veins
And with heavy eyelids,
Or with a cannonball heart:
Create!
Lifting up
Soil to be sanctified
In the plumes of paradise,
Write!
At every impetus
(And between them)
Translate the unsayable
Into bold hieroglyphics.
Siphon!
The subtile fuel -
The unpolarized light -
Into the reserves
Of an atramental pen
Which produces midnight drafts
Of works yet to be envisioned.
Create—
O timid ones
Who shirk magnificence
& flee the crown of gems.
Paint your intrepid destiny
Upon the grainy stitches
Or the bleak façades,
Dye the waiting world.
Writing & images
By 
2/17/18
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