My favorite artists

write stories in the dark

sing when it is raining

sculp when it is snowing and the roads are covered with ice.

 

My favorite artists

are not put off by

noise, or drama or wailing and fighting

and their hands and minds work steadily

from sunrise to sunset.

 

My favorite artists

are Embalmers like me

and it is a shame that our finest work

is locked in darkness and forgotten under manicured lawns

or hills covered with dead leaves and lost  time.