we're looking for a leader
one who knows the difference
between good mussels
and mediocre mussels,
a man who knows his sophistry
can pen a piece as far away
from the actual experience
as it's possible to be.
he woke up today
and swore he'd complete
his tour-de-force
his masterpiece.
but art can't
and won't grow
where beer is
seventeen euros a go.
i asked him
why he paints
and his response is:
for a house with rotting columns
and a bust of ME in your office.
but the handwriting was too steady.
the turn of phrase too stable.
you gotta scribble faster than you can think
force it out through your fingertips and make
your mal-au-tette your raison d'etre maybe
learn to write like an impressionist might
delivering more beauty more efficiently.
the throb in your noggin:the reason to be.
it's another must-watch, another must-see.
but once you've seen one sculpture, you've seen em all, haven't ya?
yes you have.