Hi All
Welcome to Part III of featuring the amazing work of poet Jimmy Kunkel on the Jimmy Broccoli page.
Again, from his latest collection of poetry, "3", here is "The Masterpiece"...
"The Masterpiece"
Sitting in a small chair
The eyes of a shotgun under my chin
Looking at a blank canvas that reminded me of my understanding of others
They've always been looking for the perfect piece
Telling me they love my vision and my mind
I laughed at the irony
How I hated all I've seen and how it made my thoughts stab my peace to death
Tears slid down the long barrel like painful waterfalls
Leaking downstream onto my finger
The trigger further pressured
Fingernails drowning in pools of sorrow and sinking
The flickering light swung above me
Gusts of wind and rain swept through the window screen
It was a ghostly scene
Seen in movies or dreams
The music of my soul like a lonely piano player
I felt trickles of rain hit the back of my neck and the breeze sounded as if it was blowing out a candle
Maybe I was the flame I'd give them one last look at this wonderful mind…this uncomfortable companion
And maybe…just maybe it would be all they hoped for
The loud bang was thunder-like
The flesh an artistic salute
My blood and brains and skin splattered on the bare cloth…created such wonderful art
I may not have been able to have mattered during life…but..at least
A rich man paid good money for my one of a kind masterpiece
To purchase "3", by Jimmy Kunkel -
