Said the Artist, To Himself...
"Self absorption:
fickle, spiny sponge.
Crevices of fingerprints
stinging on the tongue...
Rapt attention
fixed upon the
reproducing cell-
Fickle self absorption
I know you very well."
(-on the internal struggle of an artist's drive to create vs. the demands of real life.)
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