My Inspiration. May 2005.

My Inspiration flows from these two hands
My Inspiration comes from these four walls
It is taken from life that I have yet to live
It is taken from those ten fingers and those ten toes
It is found in History
It is found in Hope
It is found in the smallest crack in every sidewalk face
My inspiration is ink
My inspiration is people
It is every person I have not yet had the honor to meet
It is every drug I have not yet had the honor to do
It is in this place – whatever it may be
It is found in every burned out bulb in this city
It is in fear of Death
It is in Life, in
Me