stop asking me
stop asking me if i like it/ stop asking me if it needs something, stupid boy, they all need something/ stop asking me about light/ what the fuck do i know about light/ light only is/ stop sacrificing my kingdoms of the dead with your hearts and flowers and sailboats and tenderness/ what do i know of tenderness/ tenderness is a drifting ship chased by whatever it is you call your core/ art itself is only living year after year after anchored year/ stop seducing me with your lips/ stop turning glass back into sand/ you paint to be fawned over, okay, so I fawn over you and give you trinkets/ but i paint to remember, boy/ i paint to remember/