lost in a clutter of kiosks,
this walkthrough marketplace features
the trendy crowd. oxygen bars.
modern benches. starbucks.

and, to crown it all off, a gallery of
random thoughts, anger (or something)
expressed through a warm sunset on a canvas.
call it untitled, call it abstract.
i call it a lot of orange paint on a piece of fabric.
and they call it worthy of a $2500 price tag.

watch the lights go down on this neo-nazi-cubism,
this chaotic order, this freestyle structure.

i can be modern, too...

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i call that piece 'me, dot.'
it expresses my lonliness in this great sea of white.

you owe me $2500.

08/22/2003

Posted on 08/23/2003
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