Life is messy too.
Not just Artwork, self-expression, painting, drawing,sculpture, photography...
writing for example is another messy art;
thinking of things like:
libel,copyrights,slander,plagiarists, tabloid-journalists,badly written poetry,poorly written novels.....writers block.
But Life, on the other hand is frequently a different landscape,
altogether, a big terrain of heavily soiled tears.
disappointments, family feuds, emotional problems,
irrational and faulty logic,
thrown upon you,
like a fistful of sand.
then there are those persons,
who bully,cheat and lie.
Yes, as the saying goes, no one said life was easy.
or if they did, clearly they were mistaken or
simply full of shit.
no, life is a messy place.
A child's hand-prints on the door-frames,
dog-prints on the muddy kitchen floor,
lipstick on a collar,
a cat who shits outside its litter-box.
Changing an baby's dirty diaper.
house-training a puppy-dog.
Telling somebody you love them but...
you do not like living with them anymore?
How do you even do that?
I don't even know.
I passed the ball to my husband.
He is dreading the conversation he
must have with a family member later.
I would not want to bring the subject up my own self-
I'm chicken-little, I don't want to see the sky fall
down.
But Life is very messy.
if it wasn't
i doubt i would love, living half as much.
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