I wrote a poem and it sucked. So I sent it to Lex over at nerd on the bridge to make it better. Enjoy.
Please be advised: Fauxetry is renegade kin to the fine arts (it’s rumoured), irreverent in the presence of convention, contemptuous and despicably disposed toward scholar and dunce alike. Lawless. Gung-ho. Truly appreciated by the scant few, yet undeterred in crusade. Universal translators will remain offline – fauxetry is untranslatable.
portraits in motion:
a foem, by guest blogger BBK, from the BigBlogOfKnowledge<<link).
Information traffic on the mindly interstate
worn out lines
an on-ramp meant to obviate.
of no design at all.
The metaphor’s been done before
but it’s the most descriptive way
to draw the system of my mind.
“Great minds all think alike,” it’s said
but I would rather like to contend
that nothing is more untrue instead.
Great, feeble, simple, grand:
in the sand
the mind is too complex to draw.
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