I do not starve because I am artist
I am an artist because I starve
It's not because I make art, I don't
but because
someone stole my life and turned it into a poem
particularly myself
It was me in which he or she wrote and I was brought
to a grocery store named life
and the florescent lights paled my image
to what I actually was before they drooped
A shoal upon their subject
I would rather have gone to a market to purchase fresh vegetables
and fruits
than be commodified by commodities
whether through words or through frames
I do not need glasses to see nor do I need paint
Like those lens technician stands they have at places like BJs
Wholesale that sells in bulk
or Walmart which isn't even a grocery store
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
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