A
thought
alone
and unique
among so many
in the collective consciousness
loses faith in itself--swallowed by the sheer volume
and depth of other cognizance.
Its creative spark
slowly dims,
sputters
and
dies.
Inktober Tangles 2021
Because I just didn't have enough to do in October, I took on the added challenge of Inktober Tangles too... I didn't actually finis...
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Today's color: White GISH Starchy shrapnel covers the cutting board-- evidence of a warped mind driven to carve a couch ...
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