Sonnets From Other Lives: Paul

He keeps her with him--always on his mind.
She is though an imaginary figment.
The one who would be were the world more kind
to those dreamers who would paint the world in pigments
mixed more to their liking than the real
though messy hues that life is wont to daub.
Her malleability is her appeal.
She adapts well to his mood swings --for her job
is to provide for him when called upon
a reassuring non-judgmental audience.
His habit now is to bring her along
with him to make the world make sense.
He is the artist. She is the creation—
a masterpiece of love and desperation