Cannibal
In the beginning everything comes
cheap
you can burn ideas
spend details freely
spill ink like water from a well
that doesn't dry
maybe what hasn't arrived yet in
quality
is made up for in quantity as we
burn and burn
quantity comes first
quality comes after quantity
the trouble is getting to quality
without burning down the house.
Make it through to an artistic
plateau
what do you find?
A tabletop, empty of obstacles
and of inspirations.
What then?
What now?
Strip the old machines for parts
cannibalize your own brain for ideas
until you're picking through the
scrap.
Get a job, old man, you're through,
and you never made it.
I hope it was worth it.
(It was.)
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