I know it when I see it
your desire for beauty
is lost
in your bouts of hatred for anything
you can’t comprehend
or attempt to understand
forcing yourself
to react uncontrollably instead of
pausing for reflective thought
I wished I had never taken you
that day they forced you
out of the museum
your legs kicking
and arms flailing
repeatedly shouting that picasso
was nothing but a chauvinistic pig
february two thousand fourteen
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Interesting… and kinda funny.
Thank you, D.J. – was hoping for a chuckle ;`)
I knew her too – well told 😉
Thanks so much for stopping by and commenting, Mike!
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