Application of the mind is where I begin
Depictions of what is, what was, will be, and perhaps have never been
Vibrant color with each illustrious stroke one will strive
Unlimited potential for an imagination that is now alive
In the middle there is only me, this you knew
My neighbors make up two thirds of you
As we come to the end we reach an uncomfortable state
Perhaps because of something off your plate
Gagging, heaving, flailing violently in attempts to mitigate
Always remember how essential it is to masticate
Answer
Might you be
an artichoke
?
Reason:
One:
You begin with "art"
Two:
In the middle, you have "I" having neighbors "O" and "U" as someone else pointed out
Three:
In the end, you "choke" because you failed to masticate properly
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