on April 9, 2013 by r.a.w. in Poetics, Comments (0)

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?

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