With art and without words
Mere defenceOr weapons of offence I have them by my side because they exist in opulence.
I see no use of most of my pursuits that spin words around only to lift life off ground.
But then they are there, most of the time. in my mind or outside it. Disturbing a thought or distracting like an ink blot.
I wish i wasn't a woman of words and could reach out without a doubt with art and without a smart start.