You are a line
not the painting
the one that binds it all together
there is no reason without thought
passion without breath or
taking your shoes off with the laces still tied
only some beautiful things just happen
others happen because you keep trying
would it be amazing or boring
if everyone could spin plates on their noses
it won’t make sense until it does
the sunflower, the wave, the kiss
the line not knowing where it was headed
