The Burden Of Structure For The Artist
To bring but one pause
to the constant scream that plays in my thoughts,
that is all I ask.
Is peace so escapable?
So avoidable?
So unwanted?
I want to lay forth
and spew the excess realities
that burden me to this day.
Creation becomes an addiction,
there is no metaphor there.
I will stop this repetition,
for I envy the artists
for whom structure was no burden.