Ignoring Us
Maybe I was jealous,
watching him escape.
Placed him in the kind of forest
I attempt to escape too,
with sleep.
Once asleep I’m sure
he went somewhere else.
Maybe the places I
put sleeping figures in?
To a perfect wilderness,
away from all of us.
Another sketch of “R” drawn in
the session I attended yesterday morning.
17”x 14” ink and watercolor on Bristol
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