He is not worried about

An exhibition of his art

Not about the selling

In the jungle of commerce

His sole worries are centered

Around being in the one

Holy artistic groove

Of drawing and painting

His Innerness

Spilling out all emotional

Sadness to his bygone Muse

Teaming up with his spouse

Who suffers from a nagging

State of nerves

Besides fighting for plain

Survival

Yet she cares about promoting

The poet’s art: ZG-ART.

Now then he’s not in a mood

For tenderness on her request

But he feels sorry for her

Has he not used it all up in 

His Art-explorations:

Mystical Realism?

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’19.