Girls and artists

I answered the door
shirtless,
She stared at
me and
saw
my stomach
implode on itself
and growl
like an earthquake
and asked
if i'd eaten
anything in
the past two
days

"Yes" i replied
"pussy and speed,
and i hope to
continue this diet
for a while." I said
as i led her through
the door

"Oh,
what
a
true
artist
you are,
been reading
Kafka i see?"

She pulled out
the book of Kafkas
short stories
and started to read
it


"Don't you
lose my place,
I was up
to a good part
before you came over."

She smiled
and spread her legs
blossoming her lotus
ushering me
to continue
my diet
as she read
my book

This is what
all women
are like to me,

they read
every
piece of art
and fuck
every artist
so they
can be
the next piece
of art to
another
artist.