Part 1
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My son at 3 was dino obsessedOne day he drew a T- Rex all spiky and green,
that filled the page from top to bottom.
See its claws ready to rake you
and those eyes, coals on fire.
Once done he picked up a brown crayon,
and called our, Mum watch me
I'm making my dinosaur disappear!
and he methodically filled the page
from bottom to top in brown scrawls
cancelling his own work with pride and joy.
I watched, mouth agape
stopping myself from stopping him
deface his work,
now only alive in this poem.
Little did I know
he was fulfilling a writing prompt,
just 7 years in advance!
'Deface' is how I saw it then,
focusing on the product.
He was always about the process,
and he could bear it, even revel in it.
For him magic was in making it disappear,
not by erasing but by overlaying
and in so doing he avoided all attachment to his work of art
Could I ever create, like that, and cancel in one breath?
I've been challenged, so here I am!
Part 2
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