when inspiration winKs , it ‘ s liKe masturbating ;
you turn the lights out n learn to go w / it .
commit w / o a safety word n no pause .
you don ‘ t know when it ‘ ll winK .
chances are , it will come when the hi – def camera slowly zooms into ( in – to ) a scruffy butthole .
it ‘ ll pass , right ?
focus , bro ,
on his scruffy butthole b / c it ‘ s coming .
maKe art n get out w / half of a chew / d seed , a quicK whiff … no !
fucK it , grab a small memory of dignity – yes ! a flimsy memory will do – n run , forever …
hide n sleep forever .
waKe up n try to remember why you ran .
slip a fold of toilet paper under the door to be judged by the talentless .
naKed mind made it for your gluttonous eyes that are stuff / d full , you / ll looK ” later . ”
that is what it is .
the struggle of art .