I‘m not certain how to pronounce his name
But his art is just like a game.
Two different paintings that are almost the same.
I wonder why he didn’t put them in a frame.
The subject matter is commonplace
Of things, there isn’t a single face.
Two different views of an object someplace.
A better poem would be written about them by Jorge Luis Borges.
Done on paper torn from a telephone book
Once you stop and see you’re guaranteed a second look
I’m can’t decide if that’s the bait or the hook
But there must be people out there who think that this is just gobbledygook.