What Even is Art?
For someone who is puzzled by certain types of art...
In ironic fashion, this is a poem about how art confuses me and I sometimes don’t get the meaning of certain mediums.
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What is even real?
Is it the things that I feel?
Is it what is on the page,
Or is it my feeling of rage...
When I see the things people create
I can’t help but just hate...
Is it me or them where stupidity reside
Is it just because I have no one to confide
On the real matters of what makes a person who they are
I am the most cynical by far.
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Rich Burton
I’m a work from home mom with 2 crazy kids. I write for fun with the hopes of finishing my unfinished book!
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