NaPoWriMo, April 4, 2019

How I Create

A piece of painted clay
rests upon my desk
Decades ago I shaped this lump
with kindergarten hands
It has a ball on top
like a nipple
And bitty poked indents
made by tiny fingers.
What was I thinking when I crafted this shape?
Probably nothing
Just playing with the materials
to see what they suggest.
Forty-five years gone
and nothing has changed —
Lump of clay, my mind,
or me.

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