Painting over the cracks

Shattering mind breaks
like glass smashed from up high
lightning forks racing, desecrating
still beautiful, remaining partially reflective,

my memories the paint, poured
mixed haphazardly, marbled
brushed without confidence
the excess raining, splashing.

I jump onto a droplet
ride it to the floor, hair and paint swept,
oh such g-force, such freedom
the impact scatters me.

From unconsciousness I spy
my canvas primed
yet my self portrait
merely a question mark.

Painted over cracks
missing the point.