“If I were(art)”


Art puts food on your table;while your mouth still tastes like sandpaper,
You shove your emotions down your throat with another gulp of "IT-IS-WHAT-IT-IS"
Art is a laggard process;you are left with a question every single time to answer,
"IF I WERE____"(art)

Art is the answer to every other question my mother puts my way,
I do not wish to be normal,
I built a sandcastle within a distant part of my memory land,
I thrift shop sad memories to write about people who didn't love me,
"LIKE DAISY NEVER REALLY LOVED GATSBY"

Art is a sum that l couldn't solve when l was still young;it makes me think if I'm really happy,
I turn into a " PROTOTYPE OF VAN GOGH who drank yellow paint to feel gay"
Art is a farewell I bid happily
Unlike Mr Rochester I wouldn't utter
"AND HOW DO PEOPLE PERFORM THE ART OF PARTING,
JANE?TEACH ME BECAUSE I'M NOT QUITE UP TO IT"

Art is a red light that beeps thousand times a day while I hit my edge,
"ONE STEP FORWARD, FOUR BEHIND is what I believe in"
Like Theodore Finch would say,
"I AM IN PIECES "(too).

Art is a cold cut of meat that comes handy whenever you're hungry;its versatile it drives you into the deeper folds of your mind,
"THAT YOU DIDN'T KNOW EXISTED"
Art is another name of adjustment;,you use " I CAN instead of " I'M TIRED "for no particular purpose"

Art is a madhouse;it makes believe
" WE'RE PRETTY BIZARRE ANYWAY"
Art is a brothel;"NAKED BODIES hide lesser truth than a NAKED MIND."
Art is the answer to every "IF I WERE__" question that ever comes to your mind,

" IF I WERE ART;I'D NAME IT NOBODY'S STORY "

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