The Birth of a Neo-Expressionist Painting

Memories clog the channels of the mind
The fingers twitch from the need to paint
Alerting sensations to the task.

Eyes sit on the subject
A mantra meditatively clearing ideas on a false start.

A tentative dip in color
An adroit skin tone begins
In softness imagined, moisturized and hydrated.

A dissonant vase made and cracked in a virtual world
A nest in a corner of what could be love
Unseen notes from a singing voice
Floating to the suggested ears
Give the body a frisson.

A timely switch to a less dominant hand blends in
A quasi medieval being massages the back, invisible
Thrusting the body towards the viewer
An unintended provocation.

The painting is unfinished.