Poem -

Inside Job

Inside Job

Vomited all over a blank page

Took this instant finished product
and called it art

For the work represents the inner me
unshackled by the chains of civility
with all those archaic rules
of proper literary etiquette

Like all clever inventions
it defies the standard intentions
to achieve respectable artistic conventions

As with all forms of communications 
the subject matter at hand
is prisoner to personal interpretations

So now I drop this wretched creation
on the doorstep of the public domain

Puke submitted for your approval...

Or not

Either way

I hope it at least speaks to you
and gets your attention
which at the end of the day
is the best we sick artists can do

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