This new art.  It doesn’t seen to new.  I want to set it aside.  And try something new.  Would you be my something key to turn it around so everyone can.  Pay for soup.  Build a fort. Set it on fire.  All has been said.  I can’t shake this feeling it’s all in vein.  Time has short changed me again.  I don’t need to.  And i can’t see to.  An inspiration.  A realization.