Masterpiece

Paint covers my every crevice

and inch of my hands

Small smudges on my forehead

Checks

eyes

But I cease to notice

My painted complexion

Or my stained fingers

For I could care less

Of how I appear to the

Outside in this very moment.

I have locked myself

Into a unbreakable trace

Like a Snake and a Pungí

For I am a snake

Listing to the music

of the pungí;

My thirst to create

This music makes

My hands move subconsciously

Releasing all the creativity

As if it were a broken dam

Paint is everywhere

All over

under

And In between

Even if it wasn’t my intention

I have made two masterpieces

One on my canvas

And the other on my body

Cause these stains show the

Love sweat and tears of a creative

Mind in its natural habitat

And I will parade these stains

Until they fade

Becoming a blank canvas

For my next masterpiece

-LEE