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Monday, January 1, 2007
"Masterpiece" By: Keon Davis
"Scars cover every inch of my flesh,
Slashed ankles, slit throats,
Lacerated shoulders, stabbed backs....
Miraculously I survived each strike,
Each cut on the wrist, jab to the jaw,
Blow to the belly, bullet to the temple...
Each wound tells a story...
My skin is a mural
Depicting great battles,
Some ending in glorious triumph,
Some in devastating defeat.
Some of self-inflicted injuries,
But most paintings on my canvas
Were created by artists other than myself.
But no matter how many artists contibuted
To this mural of bruises, cuts, and gashes,
Or how many stitches and staples crowd the canvas,
Each scene flows effortlessly to the next.
No stroke of the brush without purpose,
No line or shape without function.
And the prying eyes of art critics cannot deny,
How immaculate this mural is."
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