“most
of you know me, can you blame her?” – Arthur
art
is a cart
without
a hitch or horse
with
chipped paint
and
a broken sideboard
still
trying to be beautiful
it
is the self-expression
of
an unfurnished house
or
one that never sold
and
now it is in such
a
state of disrepair
it
is slated for demolition
it
is a festering feeling
not
a manifesto
a
piece of the artist
either
you can relate
or
you don’t
not
all pieces fit
the
same puzzle
and
not every house
can
be made into a home
but
art is where artists roam
and
leave evidence
of
themselves behind
not
a definition
just
a petition
that
whatever you perceive
while
you view their expression
do
not forget
amid
your aggression
it
is the artist you reject
when
you criticize their art
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