Tag: art
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Hack
What’s a poem, when a picture can speak without a single letter. What’s a writer, then, but only a sort-of artist. A phony. A fake. A lazy fucking hack. I’m ok with that. I’ve been called worse.
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Lou, a self portrait
Lou, you wicked drunk, you. You’re a degenerate with Smoke breath and a shitty Way with words, too. You’re not a poet, Lou, You’re a poser with a pen, Just a bum with a Twisted head, and Don’t worry, no one will Ever remember a thing That you said.