9/30 - Cuz I'm a Contrapuntal Writin GANGSTA Right Now!!!

Grotesque it always is                             when art awakens you
Make it sit outside in nothingness          make it work
Unworthy enough to                                earn its keep
Be a doused cat or                                   be coffeepot overflowing
A vacuum siphoning the faith out           a well conjuring earth beneath
Close off chakras, build up walls             trust, be a geyser today
Ghost the century                                    Give yourself back
Become old aged, out-of-use tool          Be prolific
Claustrophobic as a worm                      With a mouth like Tequila
in the desert of the real                           Holding space
For the lifeless, the yearning          For the good,  awakened, for taking