from human suffering
comes the greatest art
so maybe my heart beats
with irregularity
because i want it to
why else were timeless artists
always under the blues
conducting an orchestra
of broken bone symphony
sounding harm’s melody
finding art/pleasure
(I can’t tell the difference)
in the aftermaths
of a chaotic rumbling loss
enough to be addicting
to become the focal point
in each and every hurdle
the silver lining
of coffins
until i jump just for the fall
feel the wind slip through my fingers
land in an unnatural way
until i drive onto the highway
with no destination in mind
facing oncoming traffic with dead headlights
until i set fire to everything
just for a poem to be born
like some glory Phoenix
one day art will come back
and i will accompany it
lay ruin to everything
while numb to my bruised heart
only feeling its labored beats
after i wake
tarnished in a field
falling ashes
my mouth screams plucked teeth
out into the world
a job of my own doing
i broke every rule
harmed every soul
so where is my art/relief
(I can’t tell the difference)
now?
Evan Wang is a freshman at the Upper Merion Area High School. After picking up the pen two years ago, he’s never let it down. He currently resides in King of Prussia, PA with his parents who support his poetry despite not understanding a single word. Evan loves reading, listening to music, journaling, and diving into some watercolor and colored pencils from time to time. His biggest inspirations are Amanda Gorman, Savannah Brown, and his life.
