She asks me
What do you do and
I tell her
Pick a word from the library of everything you know and make it real and
Find the greatest most meaningful theme and ruin it forever and
Use every possible kind of symbolism until there's none left and
Love people until it makes you miserable and then love them more and
Draw the person whose face you see in your dreams and
Never stop until you’ve run out of ideas and
You’ll never run out of ideas because
There are more words and
Themes and
Loves and
Symbols and
Dreams and
She asks me
How do you come up with this and
How do you create this and
How do you do this and
I answer
saying
I don’t know and
Everything is already there and
I turn my grief into art like water into wine and
I create and
I create and
I create and