It’s Okay, the Audience is Deaf

In these days when most art is as forgettable

As most music

And promoting oneself takes equally little talent

I wonder about those that claim inspiration

From their group of peers

The same sycophantic clit twiddling


That just re-shit each other’s garbage

Or rip off the dead

Before moving on

Having forgotten about it like everything else

I wonder

How are they going to spend their parent’s money?