About Breed

Isn’t art useless

if it only mirrors man

but never changes him?

 

Yet it consumes me –

at the same time giving life to my very sensibility.

And even though there might be no value in it,

without it I couldn’t estimate my own….

 

So this never-ending  affair goes on –

even though it may never bear seed.

And the word is born

even if it never gets read.

 

But art, my old lover –

until the grave

I’ll be forever trying to penetrate you…

hoping to make you loyal

to me as I am to you

so that we can breed.

                                         Otherwise what else if that isn’t our destiny?

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014


4 Comments on “About Breed”

  1. bejamin4 says:

    Excellent! Love the question at the beginning.

    Like

  2. kneal1 says:

    you are right well said and bold

    Like

  3. I of July says:

    thank you… i appreciate it

    Like


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