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I keep finding myself
caught in the movement
of line and color.
Sometimes I define myself as the line,
probably a control thing.
The color seems so out of control.
Is it the line that defines the color
or does the color simply allow the line
a place to be?
The color says, "sure, outline me,
run lines through me,
shade me in,
you can even black me out!"
The color does not care.
The color knows it is there
and in control,
I think.
Still caught up in it
so I don't really know
what's going on.
Random thought brought to you by art play.
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