|Nail Biter - Watercolor & Pen on Paper (5x7)|
I’ve been dancing on a threadbare tightrope...Center ring of a cliffhanger circus. The abyss that lies beneath is hungry and I smell of a tasty meal.
Sleeping in a bed of quicksand is dangerous business. Be still…you sink fastest when you squirm.
I’ve chewed my nails bloody, gnawed back to the bone. The handwringing worry a slight breeze will tumble my house cards.
Something’s gotta break soon. Maybe...something is me.
Maybe not…at least…not yet.
A final hour rescue…a job…even if only temporary…I’ll take it.
My art needs a roof, my head needs a pillow, and my lungs a full breathe of air.
Plop...Plop...Fizz...Fizz. Oh what a relief it is.
A job…even if only temporary…I’ll take it.
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