Connecting the Dots
As a child I wondered
what the lines might become
like a Rorschach test,
only this was for fun.
In adolescence there were
more difficult ones
unnumbered, oblique
not easily done.
Adulthood found dots
all over the place:
chaotic, bizarre
never making a face.
But now I ponder
just what it means
to connect the dots,
conform, cease to dream.
For Art After Hours
Copyright @2021
Kenn Storck
May be used with
permission.
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