Welcome back.


There’s a woman outside my door

Outside of my core

She seems so familiar

That stance

Grounded like a tree

Branches full of life

She takes a deep breath

Anticipating what’s coming next

But this time she beams with excitement

The dust has settled.

You see, it all made sense now

A naked canvas

A mind with distorted visuals

You binged on mediocrity

Took a nibble…

Took a bite…

Tried to swallow her whole existence

She tried to feed your craving for creativity

But you were a starving artist

She was the masterpiece, who would later be worth millions

Often imitated, but never duplicated.

Welcome back.

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