I hear poetry is back in vogue

I want to take borrowed money
and buy a...
large canvas
the size of a garage door, or the side of an eighteen wheeler truck!
emagine that!
but any size will do, as long as its big,
so that I might have difficulty dragging it back,
for impact.

White, perfectly white (well, some imperfection would be inconsiquential), stretched
taunt
over a frame So that I might
dip my roller
Into a glistening pan of paint
Reds and Beige and Black and Yellows

and Create.
a landscape of an abstraction
of an impression of
condensed dew
collected on a glass pane
of a window, looking out.

I want to
place this painting above my bed,
still wet
so that the droplets of paint fall
oneby
one
so that at night,
like the purple crayon that Harold held,
I might
enter a space of my own
creation.