Art Party Poem by Olly Rowland
Art Party
sit in that chair and don't move until your comic is complete
don't eat or sleep
sit there with your wrists red raw and glowing white
hot with determination
take it out on me as i watch TV, i care too much about this girl
no time left to think, with you on the brink, of concurring this artless world
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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