Tuesday, 24 November 2020

THE DISENCHANTED ARTIST

 This picture tells a story

A story of two lovers

Two lovers holding hands

Holding hands and yet not touching

Not touching and at that precise moment

That precise moment he pushed her into the lake

The lake that was cold, bitter, and frigid

And frigid was the disenchanted artist

Empty of emotion


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