First I hold the beginning in my mind and then I paint,
I hold all the black holes in my mind,
And then I paint,
I hold all the trees in my mind and then I paint,
I hold the entire universe all the planets all the galaxies slowly spiraling away,
I hold all the space in between,
And then I look at my brushstrokes from the previous day,
They have little ridges just like the rocks,
And I am like thats funny.
I'm totally fucking alone.