What My Art's About

It's taken a while but

finally, my art is

starting to ...

Ignite in

Free

Fall;

Integrate in

Dumb

Fusion;

Shine like the

Hand, the

hand, the hand.

The heart, the

Peace, the

Spokes in

Movement;

The pencil, the

Crayon, the

Marker, or

Whatever.

Whatever it

Is, it is

Now; it can't be

Later.

The Idea's the

Thing, a stupid

Pretext for

Making.

The Rules are

Mine, all

Mine to be

Broken!

And break them

I will! Or,

What's the

Point to be

Spoken?

Only One thing

Better, is to

Be Calmly,

Doing

Nothing.

Impossible as

Well! So,

Dark is

Unseeing.

When Making, or

Breaking, my

Goals' are quickly

Fleeing.

This concludes Part 1 of the Explanation.

Thank you for listening.