The Oblivionist: I

 I have found the most fascinating

 Of transubstantiations in the laps of

 Friends adept at constructive blankness,

 The mental stare of stark disbelief

 That accompanies impingement of reality

 On the perfect weave of unsized canvas:

 "But I never thought..."

 "I really meant to..."

 "If I'd only known..."

 The litany rises to true sanctimony,

 A self-absorbed Gregorian beatitude

 That shames the Mona Lisa and

 Defies the ingenuity of da Vinci.

The Oblivionist: II
They who carry the

Wind in buckets are seldom

Brightly reflected.

- David Mitchell

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