Craving

I want to surround myself with art

Immerse myself in it

Soak it into my skin

Brand it, in fact

I crave the company of those like-minded

Who know that art is what drives

What feeds but never quite satisfies

Still we eat and drown in our craft

We may agonize and criticize

But never repent

It’s the only thing that makes sense

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