Want to have to

R crumb has a brother
Who does art too
Meditates on the street
In san francsico sitting
On a bed of nails
I have to meet the public
Feels that obligation

Lives in an sro
Is not famous
Is the opposite of rich
Has to do the art
He thinks
Artists are always disreputable
Losers until they aren’t
Most of them never stop
Being that way

But they are the ones who
Push the cultures

Even if they have to take
Their art and put it
In a drawer

Someone thought that
And the universe expands