MONDRIAN'S DAY DREAM

When on ordinary days
we escape as we ran
or cycled in reverse
away to the city museum
wanting a quotidian way
out of the traffic and mundane
we turn to enigmatic paintings
of Mondrian who shapes
the dynamically expunged
language in a luminous
pure colorful exchange
of orange and red in denial
in any before presented painting
or expunged drawing line
in language of our universe
from all yearning exiles
as half closed eyewitnesses
we half laugh or smile
in our fainting yet marvelous
elemental reactions
to your experimental canvas
it is disclosed that we learn
from his abstractions
that art has no hearse.