I paint

for one purpose.

To be alive.

I don’t care about the form, the line, or the color. 

I want it raw

like it really is.

It’s a constant struggle to get out of my way, 

to find out how I connect

or don’t connect

to myself,

everything, and everyone

to find out what I simply am.

The final image

is never the one I saw in the beginning,

I already knew that.     

The reward is what comes out

teaches me.

The gravy

is when someone finds part of themselves,

in my madness

too.