Wednesday, July 07, 2010

10 straight hours of painting later

there's a specific kind of ache
that seeps into the sinews and bones
after a day of real labor.

and the engulfing plush of the easy chair
feels so much better than ever before,
the ice water like wine--

and you slip into the confusion
of pleasure and pain,
before it all comes again--

7am. sharp.

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