Do you understand what you're looking at?

Of course not - only the artist knows what was in his mind,
you can take what suits you but you're still far behind;
Picasso and Dali grinned at all their adversaries,
especially when they bunched together and said: 'What is this?'

The same goes for literature, often we read nonsense,
concealed in sugary gallery and unnecessary happenstance;
someone said succinctly that it was easy to opine,
it wasn't just me but also many friends of mine.

I'm a chess player - I was told: 'I don't know what you're thinking,'
they went away, muttering, unconvinced and started blinking;
I was thinking that Dr. Smart was not so smart after all,
the phd didn't tell you how to deal with anything magical.

Don't despair, you can ask guilty parties when you're in the queue,
however, be prepared because they're not really going to tell you.