I can do this for hours
just let words pour out of me
good ones
bad ones
indifferent ones
I am like god
creating without any care
just for the sake of pictures
on this blank page
like how the sun rose this morning
filling the canvas with hope
the sun will fall
and **** all the color out
and all the while
through days and nights
I will just keep pouring
the words
and the whiskey