territory of a raging thought




somewhere in a cave
forty thousand years ago
in Borneo… a man…

and why do I think a man
and not a woman in my mind
would lay his arm upon the wall
to spit paint’s outline defining
moment claiming hand spread
of  an existential touch

must be I think women
by and large are not
so graffiti prone …
would not even spray aerosol
to claim a fence or wall
to defend the territory
of a raging thought

would not cast life drawn large
across vast imagined space
to sprawl idea… as when
Michelangelo Buonarroti
scraped and frescoed God
upon a Sistine ceiling

Bonnie Marshall

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