2012-04-02T00:12:32-07:00April 2nd, 2012|Creativity|

Why creativity was invented

You are so domesticated
with your blender
and your bamboo socks

your nose has forgotten
how to hunt the air
your skin is shy
your hands cannot endure

but your beast is inside you still
you drag a million ghosts behind you
your bones remember your ancestors
your blood remembers
how to boil

let it out
you will not be devoured
you will simply

this is why creativity was invented
a safehouse for shadows and truths
an excuse to thunder

so be wild in your art
no one is watching
tear into the flesh of your inhibitions
come undone

you will return to yourself
but with epiphanies
of desire.

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