What My Art's About
It's taken a while but
finally, my art is
starting to ...
Ignite in
Free
Fall;
Integrate in
Dumb
Fusion;
Shine like the
Hand, the
hand, the hand.
The heart, the
Peace, the
Spokes in
Movement;
The pencil, the
Crayon, the
Marker, or
Whatever.
Whatever it
Is, it is
Now; it can't be
Later.
The Idea's the
Thing, a stupid
Pretext for
Making.
The Rules are
Mine, all
Mine to be
Broken!
And break them
I will! Or,
What's the
Point to be
Spoken?
Only One thing
Better, is to
Be Calmly,
Doing
Nothing.
Impossible as
Well! So,
Dark is
Unseeing.
When Making, or
Breaking, my
Goals' are quickly
Fleeing.
This concludes Part 1 of the Explanation.
Thank you for listening.