I love artists
They make me want
to be one
Sadly
Its not enough
to want to be one
one must be
born one
One can master the craft
not the art
I envision it easier
to wish you weren't one
Than to wish you were

I envy them
am fascinated by them
thank them
for that piece of their experience
they share with me
I stand in my
nine to five squared circle
and slug it out
with the eighteen ounce gloves
they have created
for me.

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