why must the artist starve alone?
as lovers remain quenched by love
twins’ birth in pairs for two parents
as the artist grips bottle, pour out solitude.
the wind knows the artist’s name
only to carry unread letters out of reach.
why does artist see rain drop, never rain drops?
and know little of anything about community.
as a song plays on repeat from a radio,
the stillness of absence remains loyal.
a stray dog never forms a pack,
the artist can only starve alone.
Artists and poets threaten the status quo, whatever the hell that is.
Your work is excellent