RM ( / a hospital (hahaha so funny, not))

Art Room B24

The canvas lies cracked in the corner
Dust on the brush
A still life painted in blue

The dirty light bulb flickers
The match stick men are sleeping
Fading like a memory in the sun

Portraits in slow motion
Rose tinted glass and egg shell frames
I am leaving

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This is wonderful Rosa! I love art classes and your description is great. There's a sadness here..........even though it still makes me want to paint something. Sincerely, Mary
This is a beautiful poem, sparse and understated.