ARTISTRY

Hunger
Devastated mind
Devastated I
To become an Art
I try
To make The Art
Exist in me
And set it free
To fully be

Thirst
Dried up mind
Blood
And I must try
To acquaint The Art with what I am
Then myself with
What she becomes
Drink in Art’s blood
Merge it with mine
And make us one

Lust
Try and try
Getting so high
Lie to the Art
Lie next to her
And brush her hair
Let her surround you
With this smell
Make it your air