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.