Words of Nefie

We do not need more religion; we need more true love.



He looks at the picture on the wall
but, it is not perfect, not perfect at all
There is a flaw here and there
He sees flaws everywhere
The lines are not right
The color is too light
The image is dim
Nothing satisfies him
He lights another cigarette
to calm nerves and reflect
The image runs through his mind
but, this, in the picture, he cannot find
Not one edge is straight
Not one curve relates
Nothing holds true
The idea did not flow through
From head to canvas
it must have broken in passage
Frustrated, he exes out
all the mistakes that lay about
He steps back to see
what he actually needs
He throws his cigarette down
outing on the ground
He does not sit and wait
He engulfs in fresh paint