After all the effort

of mixing and tearing,

cutting and glueing

and then

putting paint to paper

with a final flourish,

I wondered if it was enough.

 

I wonder if it is enough

to produce

a picture

so freely

that

l can

leave it

without a title

 

or if words are needed

to interpret,

to explore

the dimensions

of abstraction,

freedom

or pretence

of freedom

like the collisions

of decaying detritus

mirroring modern life

which remains untitled.