Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

found a browning yellow pad,
Big Chief it advertised....
in this twice-moved duct-taped mildewed
cardboard box that must have been
in solitary confinement for many years
down in the cellar's bowels

and these eyes begin to pour over the inked strokes,
the author a former configuration
of this graying model no longer available
on the open market, yet i am automatically
grandfathered in it seems, darker perhaps....
perhaps more sophisticated around the temples

but then again, who knows....perhaps more naive,
here I am in the trenches
with fractured jigsaw pieces
just sitting here, on the dank bottom
amused..... having a lovely conversation
with myself

I love having conversations with myself. Intriguing piece. The scene in the cellar grabbed my interest and held it.

John