Rage against the canvas

Rage against the canvas

Who stares blankly right back at me…

No feeling, emotion… suggestion… idea…

Not saying what it is it wants…

Not knowing what it is it wants…

Yet yearning…

Paint brush and paint…

Blood gushing through my veins…

Yet I stood there motionless…

Tensed body… muscles hardening…

Teeth clenching…

Wanting to scream…

What is it that you want…!

Of colors blue and black…

Of blood and sweat…

Of song of rage playing at the background…

Gray ashes from burnt cigarettes…

Of the orange flare that lit it…

White smoke…

Of clear air…

Me, weeping…

The silent humming…