Canvas Scene Seems

 

my paint of letters

my brush of tongues

I spread a picture worth no words

but all your breath,

the canvas now conveys a scene

and to all perceiving,

it seems,

quite a different thing indeed.

Critical Realism.

we all understand our own

that is yours too,

still connected by blood, earth, bone, and language,

and this picture, this different-same thing

of my tongue brush,

of my letter paint.