Saturday, September 30, 2000

artricstery

to sing the truth or stay the beauty,
vex the pain and wane understanding;
original thought though reoriginal be,
i load all my words carefully.
handle the message, cradle the noose
and weather the life from which it breaks loose;
the artist is a useful man.
aesthetic appreciation of injustice deliciously supplied
living on others' insecurities and fables
giving and giving the world till there's none left at all
for me-
it's fair trading;
my lies for your lives
and a pocket full of money.
tragedy will be what tragic can come
and a bowl full of apples.

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