Colorful frames surrounding shiny black stuff
“They are photgraphs.” I bluff.
Then look closer, sho’nuff.
Photocopies of something by Hank Bull.
It would be nice if there was attraction or pull.
Looking at the art makes my head empty, not full.
Documentary Photographer next to Cut Ups/Cut Offs,
How To Sell Burroughs Paintings in another room.
Almost as great as Microsoft’s
Windows Millenium Edition I presume.
One thought on “Lorna Bauer, Éminence Grise”
THIS IS THE WORST POETRY EVER WRITTEN. IN THIS SINGLE POST, YOU HAVE GIVEN BLOGGING A BAD NAME. IS THIS THERAPEUTIC OR SOMETHING??, WHY NOT KEEP IT IN YOUR NOTEBOOK YOU CAN’T EVEN PRONOUNCE TRI-EN-NIAL PROPERLY.
IF YOU WANT PEOPLE TO TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO DO IT.
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