a window
art is not
a reflection
art
is
not {something so}
tame.
words for art:
labor
pain
bloodbath
Torture
teenage torture
screams,
cries,
vows,
and then (finally)
grows up
but Torture
spins itself around your heart and tugs
HARDER
drags down to the depths
of humanity
watches
a head held just below the surface by
trusted things
Torture is not death, but
too close dreams of too far death
Torture
turns once happy people artists
or mad
but mostly
both
Yes, but
it is only in desparate spasms of labor that anything new is born
it is only one who has dreamt to die knows what it truly is to truly live
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