Just Like

Just like Jackson
Pollock
& the girls
With flat tits
So many people
Say
“Fuck Picasso”

I have often
Had women
Paint
Anything

John L said
I’m only sleeping
& he wanted to
Until
That cold thing

They never murder
People that earn it
Or any of the ones
That take away from musique

This desert fills
With anyone who
Joins
In another's song