Some folks turn to art when
They can’t relate to people very well.
It’s like a private sanctuary then:
No one turns up to throw
Kerosene on emotional wounds.
Interaction breaks the peace.
Rollo points to the Courage to
Create. But Rollo is not the creator.
This artist (the naked guy in the corner)
Defiles decency in a warped sense of belonging.
How much longer before the very last
Exhibit? Quick, interact with him.
Hug purple, squeeze appreciation.
Shake him out into view, allow,
With your generosity, one more week of art.
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