I want to paint...
I want to paint.
The fox tiptoeing to it’s dinner.
The rocket slowly separates silver capsules.
I want to paint a boa constrictor strangling it’s food in the torrential luxurious jungle.
The arrow sharp as a chainsaw rushing forward to skin.
I want to paint an educational egg making a crack.
The eggshell was as sharp as a knife and the slimy yoke spilled everywhere.
I want to paint a peregrine falcon diving 390 km to its prey.
The killer whale break dancing in the deep moana.
I want to paint a coke fizzing and when opened it exploded everywhere.
The candle slowly vanishing making everything dismal.
I want to paint the rest of the poem but I ran out of paint ):