d i n a n e . n e t 

Oh, Primer!
Your lovely smell greets me
as I walk up the stairs.
Your five gallon buckets
wave to me as I walk by.

My memory instantly takes me
back to the halls of Alden and Riley.
My scrappy clothes adorn me,
and adorning them is you,
Oh, Primer!

My hands look like they are
infected with a gross living thing.
My skin crackles under the drying
power of you,
Oh, Primer!

We do a half-assed job of
applying you to flats and cubes.
But it does not matter,
Oh Primer,
for we will cover you with your friend Paint.

Paint will bring you color and design.
Paint will bring you life and texture.
Paint will bring you depth and brightness.
Paint will bring you to life.
Oh, Primer!

Together, you and I,
we will bring the audience
to a whole new world
of wonder,
of joy,
of agony,
of sadness,
of brightness,
of agelessness,
of happiness,
of time,
of day,
of place,
Oh Primer!