art as me doing.
Thou..
Art.
Is, an
Hastened
Knot in the nothing
Into the out.
A singular thing
Birthed from weft.
The pull of love
The draw to compassion
The light at the end
Where we, and am are
Better from this sickness
Of violence
Solves problems.
How does this singular event.
Me, in here me, out there.
Stop this madness?
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