The Arts

There’s a hollow phoniness

Perceived or otherwise

That clings to the air

Around big ticket

Staged events,

Call it a Bukowski

Mood or what you will

But some of the stuff we

Get excited about is simply shit

That must come out,

If not the mental constipation

Leads to physical pain quite similar

To that of a longing to see

Your Meeleirrek naked.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

12:46 PM March 26, 2012

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