Saturday, January 9, 2016

When your Art disgusts

When your Art disgusts
me I see the sheer folly
for what it is - the curious
empty that you labored
over, but labor is a foreign
sound to you - your pride
is shallow at working the room
and that is what you do best
- A Marketeer - A Barnacle
-a wimpy charade wanting
to be Loved for money and
ALL that glitters - Pity You...

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