Open your veins,
bleed out your paint,
cover me
with your compliments,
stencil me
with those 
beautiful words you know,
scribble it out
then leave,
just go,
and I’ll do you
a favor
and frame myself,
climb upon
the highest shelf
and nail
your canvas
to the wall
then wait,
again,
for your art
to fall.

~j