I used to assemble rainbows
distribute them as 'easy to build flat packs.
Once I would take great care
in creating award winning snow flakes.
There was a time
my ability to conjure a storm was legendary.
Many moons ago
I provided the earth with its own satellite.
And only yesterday
my pastels were empty as a new shade of rose appeared.
Today my chalks of creativity
lie destroyed through frustration.
To view my works in progress
you may note a 'don't give a shit attitude.
The designs I had for your planet
will gather fine shaving of dust.
I slowly rock on my chair of timber
exhaling the finest blend of tobacco.
Happy in my decision
to let the petulant teenager, that is mankind
tag, vandalise and destroy my portfolio