Creating till it isn’t.

I can’t be anything
because it’s all filth
and filth I clean.

The mold spurs
I scrub
and I spray
and I make it disappear
so I can be nothing
because I’d clean it
I’d rip it up
wipe it with a rag
burn it off
and forget it
till it grows again.

Again I’ll clean it
because it’s all filth
and its all been thought
and re-thought
and re-made
because this system of economics
has devalued creativity
and created a system of remakes
of revamps
that we shit
and flush down
again and again.

It isn’t about new
it is about content
that is safe
although shit contains germs
and germs ransack us
destroying our bodies
and killing us early
and yet we eat each others shit
and applaud
for I’ll dissolve
again and again
creating till it isn’t
a spur that needs to be washed
and cleansed.

Thanks for reading.
Temperamentally Tina