I slept last night.
First night in ages.
Today
I finished the "cecropia".
I am trying desperately
To gain control
Over the muse
Over the sorrow
Over the tears
Over the paint.

I thought
I'd found the answer
But here I sit
Once again
Surrounded by paint
My mind stuffed
With visions of you
Memories
Of your touch
The sound of your voice
Even the smell of you.