In the trembling hands of the artist
a brush dips and chances a hue
A stroke of hapless precision
In the waiting eyes of the driven
a spark dips and chances renew
A flash of causeless revision
In the stealing mind of the learned
a thought dips and chances to rue
A slash of silent incision
In the gaping mouth of the maniac
a life dips and chances eschew
A blight of unified division
Copyright: 2011 Brian Pellerino
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