I gather myself tightly
and charge at the horizon
for I know no other way
to carry this heart
slowly, clumsily
I shake off mud when it's clinging
sharpen my spears
I learn to make art
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 12:54 AM UTC
I gather myself tightly
and charge at the horizon
for I know no other way
to carry this heart
slowly, clumsily
I shake off mud when it's clinging
sharpen my spears
I learn to make art
I think true art is becoming beautiful, and beauty is being the best human you can be