Making things
creating things
is frustrating
things don’t always come out
the way you want them to
that line can be too straight
that red, too bright
a smile can become a sneer
with just a little quaver
of the voice in your hand
too often
belief leaves you
and in its place you find its twin
anger
which you then spread all over
the thing you are creating
making it ugly
and soon scrapped
paint can be too thick
ink too thin
wood too hard
clay unworkable
the light the dark the day the night
the words the words the words the words
all wrong
but sometimes
just sometimes
you keep that belief
you keep your strong voice
you say what you want to say
out loud
loud enough for even you to hear it
and you stay brave enough
for long enough
to show it to the world
and the world takes it in
and doesn’t spit you out
your work says to you
‘you made me’
and you say to it
‘you saved me’
and you thank each other

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