Edges (Inspired by Patrick Heron @ the Tate)

EDGES I
the colours bleed into the corners
lines pushed against the edges
defying, pushing, contorting –
defying expectations,
a life lived at the edge
always
pushing
pushing
to the max.
The colours bleed –
they are stark, bright –
shapes and lines,
look closely and they mean nothing
but they stretch across the wall.
We live life at the edges
life is lived in the corners
of the eye
the mind
an existence –
II
I am at the edge.
I peer over, into the next
round the corners
there are things not seen,
things that linger
there beyond the edges – the corners
of a life.
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