Glucose overload:
Art is like candy
The more you eat
the more you depend on it
the less it’s worth
the more you take it for granted
the fatter you get
Artist are like animals
Brutally honest
possibly demented like a minx on cat nip
sniffing out metaphors
no one knows where they get them
and no one wants to know

ask a child:
She’s young but she thinks, she tries,
Too young to realize what’s real life
She is wrong in all she thinks
Too young to know true liberty
Through her eyes is equal rights
To kill a killer death is still death
We learn to love, loathing is easy
Her thoughts are clear,
Clear that what we think is not what we do
Clear of some thing still too new
To young to question why people fight
Too young to know what’s real life