CRAYONS

CRAYONS

Mark of childhood pixel-width
cudgels of impressions, ideas
about the features of
people, animals,
landscapes,
homes and hearts
on paper,
walls

Remembering use of
crayons, feel in fingers tired
after so much filling in frustrations
breakage

Wanting to convey
but with such seemingly
crude instruments like
aspiring to paint a Dali
with a stick

How at some point
crayons fell away, waxy larval husks
of young childhood

And how then
remembered fondly
animist impressions
unfettered mind

~ Lady