Betty

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June 24, 2025

1.So now, you seek a primer—after years of painting—Without enough sanding,Drowning in the paradox of colors.2.There is enough paint in here (my heart) to fill that emptiness.I opened it like Pandora’s box.3.Armed to the teeth with brushes and rollers,Stripped...

11 Comments

Damian DeadLove
1 year ago

Beautifully penned, M.E. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian
- M.E
  1 year ago
  
  Thank you, Damian! Appreciated! “)
Fia Naturie
1 year ago

Very interesting dialogue. Is this internal or external?
It is not about painting, I agree. nice work
- M.E
  1 year ago
  
  External inspiration, internal conversation. 50/50 hehehe. I was painting a wall at home and using the process to write.
  
  Thank you Fia! “)
Thomas W. Case
1 year ago

Tremendous metaphor. Superb work.
- M.E
  1 year ago
  
  Thank you brother! I appreciate it! “)
M.E
1 year ago

Thank you my friend!! I appreciate it “) <3
Visions_of_Insanity
1 year ago

This piece is worded so well. Great description and a wonderful imagination here. Nice work.
- M.E
  1 year ago
  
  Thank you, brother! I appreciate it “)
M.E
3 months, 2 weeks ago

Thank you, Rosie C for the love and comment! “)
Rosie C
3 months, 2 weeks ago

This is deeply, thought-provoking.

I like the use of numbers in this. It makes it look like a list in the structure of a poem.

It’s different and inspiring. I can sense a lot of patience from the writer in this piece.

Captivating choice of words. I’m slightly hooked in. x