Being of Thought

I am a living totem

Goliath of my craft

Lord among romantics

Peasant to the rest

Tempest in my hands

Constant torrents of black ink

Dark clouds stain my mind

Stray drops stain my skin

Tapestry Man, abstract sight to behold

Shifting lines, blots taking on new forms

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