Artist (poem)

15 12 2013

I am not nor have I ever been an artist.

I create too much, I progress too little

To switch canvases.

My body has never taken to the idea of being surface

For projections

Of paints, of stones, of fabrics

That aren’t mine.

I am not nor have I ever been an artist

I am not that desperate

To create something

That creates me.

I reject art

I choose arrival

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