where does one begin and end
in the dark spotlight? Turn the lights
off of me, pull down the blinds,
mark your calendar, I’m reborn.
We are coming out together
on the same day, evening, night
in unison. You better believe the
cliches, the adages, the prolific
mediums when they all predicted
the comeback of the underdog.
Taxi a cab or uber or walk to my cafe
and sit down, I’m a vegan now
changed my hair color, painted
my nails pink, drew back the day
and made it mine again. Chagall
lived inside me for a day. He
showed me what’s it like to be
true lovers & artists and I fell
for him like all muses fall.
Everything around him
illuminated red and Sherbrooke
street was full of dead ends
and potholes but nothing
could stop my days now.
They are all my canvasses
and you my vibrant paint.
Sit down and tell me
why you do what you do.