Her finest piece of art – to start
All of this again, she sits to see

A man of middle-years with time intertwined, inter-twinned
Glory and ageism intermingled and causing him to slump in his upsetting seat midst pumped fist – blood bubbles bubbles bubbles beneath, festering feet

Beneath
beneath, whereby wherein minuscule people retreat to see

A larger than life piece -whereby wherein this stirring museum framed far and from between keen imbeciles- of the realist artist who creates via dabbed heart

Only the realist people see what it is though … what ever is it?
Coronary flow and the few who need to truly know meet her at the

bypass

for realising their hidden dreams-a forbidden essence permitted from the truth driven from something different

Born by distraction, a thankless task indeed