a party

Marvel at yourself in the mirror.

Sing to your eyes as the sole audience

Collect things, keep everything, do not answer as commitment, but answer quickly

Make a bed and do not lie in it.

Flirt with everything; you must find drive but not urgency.

Do not give up, but instead abandon in pursuit of some other passion, muse,

or fleeting interest.

Host a party and do not give a minutes silence for guests to question: 

why am I here? am i enjoying myself? who did i come as tonight?

You are the guest and the host.

This is the party.

You must devour things,

the things you don’t destroy in devouring you must turn into art

And what you cannot turn into art you must idolise.

What else is there to do other than what you want?

From here, I shout ‘I am, I am!’

And a voice echoes back, ‘I did, I did!’