Entitlement in the Arts


The cats are gone

The house burned down


Your pen scratches at the surface

You are content, done with your percent


Wherever there is disdain, you find your way

You capture the pain day by day

You put it in your pocket and you scratch the surface


I hope you understand that I am not scolding

I just want you to know that there is so much more to art than being,

Than watching the tensions, noting down the breaks

More than seeing.

I hope you see that beyond the paper, the canvas,

There is art in action.



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