By Dawn Januszkiewicz A painted baby hung on a wall. All welcome to stare and praise mom's pride. Expert brush strokes and shading. Vision realized not justified. She leaves the canvas full and playpen empty. Eyes full of wonder wonder why conceived at all still years to go before discovering Sartre's dream existential and free. Cataract eyes still black and wide crater deep and deep dish full seek identity and meaning in the canvas empty.
By Dawn Januszkiewicz
A painted baby hung on a wall. All welcome to stare and praise mom's pride. Expert brush strokes and shading. Vision realized not justified. She leaves the canvas full and playpen empty. Eyes full of wonder wonder why conceived at all still years to go before discovering Sartre's dream existential and free. Cataract eyes still black and wide crater deep and deep dish full seek identity and meaning in the canvas empty.
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