modern art by Angela Thomas i hate the feeling of staring at warhol's paintings in a gallery lit by only the whitest lights, with tourists speaking in hushed tones of french as their little pointy shoes slap on the hard wooden floor. i hate the feeling because i'm thinking of you - thinking of riding in your car and you pass me the joint and i smile and we're talking about nonesense - things like family and college. i want to crawl into your bed and lay across your arm and have you kiss my forehead softly. but i fear that your bed is all too soon occupied by another woman, her hair scenting the pillow with jasmine and you will wash the sheets before i come over again. i think about this all as i stare at the collection of campbell soup cans. andy's artwork is beautiful because it is not perfect. it is flawed. and different. and it makes me hate the feeling of looking at it because it reminds me of you. and this means im fallable. i may as well be a screenprint in different bright colors. a warhol. i hate you. 10/13/2007 Posted on 10/13/2007 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)