What started out a mere scribble on the back of a drawing during art class became much more after I added a bit more to first stanza. I'm not much of a drawer, and I never have been. I had been asked to sketch a still life, and faced with a bout of overwhelming frustration, I wrote down my feelings in the form of a visual poem. Originally, this was the first line of that poem but I scrapped it for another and added it here. A long story short, a little messing around led to this piece.