'You have to love to write."

You have to love to write,

how could it not be?

All art is a form of love,

of heart unchained and free.

Art is as trivial as a smile, a wink,

an off hand joke that goes riot,

as large as the murals of Rivera

on the walls in Mexico City, still

love in all its facets..some don't

even look like love, look like its

opposite, just hidden behind the

horrible beauty of paints or words.

If it moves you somehow, it is love

somewhere..buried in your own

cemetery, maybe, the one you

carry with you your whole time,

waiting to be robbed to life.