Nothing isn’t art
Runs like new
Something my mother said long ago
If, you are ever in a position
Where you don’t know exactly who is getting fucked?
It’s because it is you
Nothing isn’t art
One day only
Vacuous returning of nature’s hatred
Julies Cesar said Caveat Emptor
That you are the buyer who should beware is debatable
But not the value of the lesson
It’s because its you
Nothing isn’t art
Jesus on black velvet
Even a glimpse of another s thoughts
Conveying to any and all who
Would so much as look
Fulfills the obligation of sight
Or your ears or nose
Nothing isn’t art
Empty aquarium
The subject beyond the object
Nay, hear me pyrrus and purpend thereon
On either side of the paint
Its because its you
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