plane crash
President's consoling words?
"It was dwarves."
© Rachel Green February 2025
If I should die before my Swedish Clean
is at completion, consider my wish
that everything I owned that can be seen
is valu'ble as sunlight on a broken dish.
There is no need to glorify my name
and write my life in tones of tinted rose
for like a billion others in this game
my art is mediocre, I suppose.
Give my painted dreams to those who feel a spark
of joy when they have looked upon my work
as fleeting as the song of morning lark
or lasting as their shadowed demons lurk.
Art is reinvented every day
and mine should be forgotten, thrown away.
© Rachel Green February 2025
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