Pleas of Futility

Paintings

September 23, 2023 2:21am - 3:02am

"There's too much red"
She told this to the painter
And instead of correcting,
He silently thanked her
And took his leave.

"Too many words..."
She'd never be satisfied
Passing by her best friend
He's the one being silenced this time

"Too many lines"
They lace her poems
Lace her letters
They told her trauma can be pretty
Then gave her sweaters to hide under

"Too much emotion"
"Oh but never enough"
Came his response
And there was silence, once again

And finally, she was quiet in the hall that she was hung in.